Summer Sweat becomes the past
As the leaves begin to break free
Leaving the limbs in which they once lived
Stripped of their dignity
Sidewalk becoming imprinted
The leaves swim around cluttering the surface below them
Like scattered toys
Coating the floor of a little kids floor
The true sign that the season before
Is now in its shadow
The logs began to decay
Covered with layers of molding leaves
Moonlight shines sooner
Sparkling in the night
While the sound of cool brisk wind blows
Frost leaving the grass crunched
The sky cries more often that usual
As the summer sweat becomes the past
While the new season
Is the start of a New Beginning.