Wolves howl,
Clouds cry,
Faeries laugh tinkling,
The stars in the sky,
The laughs of last summer,
All faded away,
It's a short way from Winter,
When longer seems everyday,
The pixies chirp,
The angels sing,
Autumn's gifts,
They bring,
Flowers wilt,
Rivers flow,
Running over stepping stones,
They fastly go.
The ghosts scream,
Halloween is shortly,
Like a few dreams,
The leaves turn colour,
Fluttering gently down,
On a heap of each other.
