A September day; leaves still green and sky still blue; Summer holding on. The Autumn is here when Maple leaves spread wings and become birds of fire...
Into the world the Sandman, Autumn, creeps and lulls the gentle child of Earth to sleep, blowing his twinkling stardust in her eyes; making her dream...
Sleep well, gentle Earth, under your gold leaf blanket; lay down your weary head of fire and dream of emerald days. Soon enough you shall awaken and...