It came in on a September breeze Like the wind on a weather vane, Took all, and then, My breath away. And in that dreamy haze, With not but a single breath, I watched the leaves And then Their colors changed. Beneath the deciduous tree’s Red and orange were scattered everywhere And those fallen leaves, indeed, owned their beauty. But at once a light wind blew And on that autumn day And in that open field Where I lay, on my back, dreaming of you I heard the fall leaves rustle. Red and orange, they were scattered everywhere, But could, yet, not compare To that single falling brown leaf, As I, too, began to fall Oh, that single brown leaf- As floating on the weather vane and Caught in the setting ray of the sun With a spec of gold upon its blade, Caught my heart aflame, And like your golden brown eyes, Left me weak.