When autumn comes the leaves do fall
But not before nature colors them all
Orange yellow & red
Hard to believe soon they’ll be dead
All the colors of fire
All the colors of desire
The world looks as set ablaze
Full of color you’d be amazed
That soon the branches would be bare
And snow would soon be there
As the earlier sunsets burn the sky
And the leaves fall and die
I turn to face the winter’s cold
Waiting to feel its chilling hold
Until that day I watch the trees of fire
Like a natural funeral pyre