An Autumn Dawn

The leaves on the deciduous street trees drying and turning brown
And in small groups leave their parents and silently drift down
To the deserted sidewalks of the old country town
As the sky to daylight does remove it's night gown
Before the freshening wind the leaves do retreat
Down along the pavements and on to the street
To their last resting spot they are blown on their way
In the quiet country town at the dawn of an Autumn day
On life and death Nature has the final say
And in some instances life can be born in the stench of decay
The leaves of the Fall they have lost out to time
Than most things in Nature their's is a shorter prime
But it remains as a fact and facts never lie
That all things of life must eventually die.