
Autumn comes to town
flaunting her shiny red skirts;
toad stools seek a kiss.

Autumn comes to town
flaunting her shiny red skirts;
toad stools seek a kiss.

Alone and forlorn
lays on a bare ocean cliff—
red flower, for love.

I greet the neighbours,
gently walking through the woods—
the wild hellos back.

Go around and about,
slow down and take in the view:
summertime blossoms.