Outside the car yellow leaves are
Falling for the first and millionth time.
Lining the gutters, telling the stories
Of hand in hand lovers,
Of Wellington- clad daughters and mothers.
Reminding us, as they do, that life
Starts over again in Autumn too,
As the debris of the glistening,
Glittering seasons passes quietly through,
And we learn to let such brief wonders go.