Quiet, please: there are leaves falling
Trees do their striptease, summer is ending
I wonder why you look so far away
against the sky in fifty shades of gray

Night falls like a grand piano
Outside it could be China
Let's watch the trees that trickled toward the sun
dance in the rain dying to have some fun

Thunder sings a requiem
Lightning is taking pictures
of everything of every point of view
Let's go outside and have our picture taken too

I love you.

The 6 ths