come fall

Its only august but fall is calling.
a few orange leaves on the path,
a sea of green still clings to the trees,
but fall is calling.

This summer has barely been ,
so cool more like a warm spring.
August brings its heat today
but I can hear fall calling.

She Whispers.... "It's almost here. "
She calls the trees to sway,
and brings the breeze into the heat of a fading late summers day.
Hear her calling as the summer fades.
Welcome fall, come quick my way.