All is Autumn poem by Rob Neuschwander

All is autumn, all is fall.
Fall is in everything;
Trees,leaves,rain,sunshine ,all
To be tempered with lifes' decline,
Less of warmth,less of sunshine,
Less of growth,less of sap,
Less of preccupation with summer hurry,
Less of tilling and spring worry,
Less of needless bustle and scurry,
As fall lays to rest
What spring and summer put to test.
Finally winter sounds off
With a flurry and a blast!