SLIPPING IN TO FALL

One day it is warm and the lawn needs to be cut and the birds are abuzz and the sun warms my back.  And then, I turn around and my garden is slipping away from me.  Nothing is in bloom.  There are more leaves on the ground.  I need a sweater at night.  It gets dark earlier and my neighbors stop coming t the beach.  We are slipping in to Fall and I didn't even notice.