Five AM

Five AM
 
I wake
Again,
A
Sudden
Rush
Of
Rain
Pattering
The
Window
Pane.
Thunder
Rumbles
And
Stone
Clouds
Tumble.
Autumn,
That
Lusty
Fellow,
Slips
In
To
Turn
The
Tree
Leaves
Yellow,
And
Silently
Leaches
Summer
Green
From
The
Grass,
As
Chill
Hours
Pass
In
Dawn
Showers.