The beginning to the end.

summers sweet memories drift in the breeze,
turning the green leaves to brown.
The heats final follies give way to fall days,
calling back all the gray clouds.

the dew drops of magic,form on each grass blade.
the harvest moon covets the night.
windows left open and covers are stolen,
smoke slowly fills the chilled skies.

all the worlds painted in color,
lovers take long walks at dusk.
school bells all ring out with pumpkins about,
summers swept under the rug.