Now Autumn Is Falling Poem by Peter S. Quinn

To the evening where love´s now going
From shadows falling and dancing away
Where night comes again in winter's play
With its icily frosty on glowing
Now autumn is falling with shading's apart
On to the road with yellow brown leaves
And thoughts in time's longings and deep grieves
Those come from inside of a lonely heart

Daydreams to nighttime like glowing red skies
Filling the moments with thoughts of the past
Every hour like flicker flames that dies
In to the drifting of old summer's cast
What shall tomorrow then bring us instead?
After those moments that autumn has bled

(Today I’ve been reading some lyrics by Lorenz Hart, from ‘The Complete Lyrics of Lorenz Hart’; Hart wrote about 500-600 lyrics and was called the Poet of Broadway.)