Autumn Interlude
listen . . .
faint echoes of golden dreams
of children's laughter
sunburnt skin and lemonade
they have given way to a song
of dry leaves and cigarette ends
fading sunshine and bicycles
like a grey cat, twilight creeps onto the horizon
draping the star-filled sky in royal velvet
as breath mingles with hot chocolate steam
listen to the wind - is it promising snow?