Sunlight shadows peek within autumn sky

A sign of change without a question why

Today less likely life will go awry

One moment in the clouds certainly cry

While lost inside the blues we want to try

Oh feel the cooling season breathe sweet sigh

Leaves are cast about then pausing as wise

The beauty of a day inside our eyes

We listen to the winds whistle mild cries

We listen to the wind it peaks and dies

Winter just ahead sounds a silent guise

Would that we shelter our lives in disguise

She called them changing winds in retrospect

Quiet in soft wraps we love and respect.