So here's my attempt.
Autumn's Sonnet
The Summer seems to sleep very little
During her time here quite long are her days
Leaving discretely before the air becomes brittle
Just as quietly Autumn makes her way
The Autumn sleeps a little later than the Summer
Her light for the day may come a little slow
But, oh is she still quite the stunner
Coming dressed in dazzling colors to show
Colors that flow and sway with the wind she brings
She blows gentle kisses so those leaves can fly
Slowly dancing along with the windy song she sings
She offers us those delicate moments we cannot buy
Yes, the Autumn does awaken a little late
Maybe it's so that her beauty we can appreciate
- LWV

To you, Hyde Park Poetry
It was a great week! :-)
-L. Verella
