at home the green remains

 so many trees in full and golden leaf

this changing season as the days turn cold

birds have gone south and fools have become bold

 

nights grow too long and sunlight is too brief

you know the story it is often told

so many trees in full and golden leaf

 

now swiftly falling for time's a hard thief

and eager hoarding the  fast-passing gold

leaves us behind nothing that we can hold

so many trees in full and golden leaf