In The Late Southern Fall

The shufflewings gone north to places far away
They will not be seen here for many a day
They like to Overwinter in the warmer clime
They will be back home to breed in seven months time
The lessons of Nature for us are not few
Though every day from her we learn something new
And though of Nature's ways little we can claim to know
Our wonderment of her only seems to grow
The dark clouds of twilight across the gray sky crawl
On this calm evening in May in the late Southern Fall
The starlings to their roosting place in a tight flock do fly
And the pee wees do call in the parkland nearby
And the rumblings of the huge surf waves crashing on the shore
In the sea voice of Nature that is forever more.