I wandered through a tangled wood
I saw dead leaves come falling down
I heard the cries of flying geese
I smelled the scent of autumn’s brown
I felt the hint of winter’s chill
I knew that summer soon would end
I tasted snowflakes on the breeze
I saw winter round the bend
I turned and saw the setting sun
I watched the last birds leave the nest
I heard the fading summer bugs
I smelled the roses at their best
I felt departing heat waves’ scorch
I knew that night was shortening day
I tasted garden’s last fresh yield
I saw summer slip away
I said so long, but not farewell
To every autumn leaf that fell
For summer will return again
I feel it far off in the wind
