Golden leaves are slowly falling

Golden leaves are slowly falling on the cooling autumn ground
Mother earth is gently sighing "winter's coming" is her sound
All around the trees are shaking off the summers sweet attire
A certain silence starts creating what the winter will require

Birds are chirping out their melody, singing of the warmer days
They will always find within them songs of love and gentle praise
Chilly breezes start appearing touching softly from the start
But the winds will quickly freeze and we'll feel cold inside our heart

Seasons changing and arranging all the world that is outside
We have a vision of the autumn which carries somberness inside.
If we're listening, deeply listening, we can also seem to hear
Songs of beauty from the autumn; change is nothing we should fear.