That Moment When…

Transience is all aflutter

’Tis pity you blinked

As scarlet leaves chased copper

Loss flutters in gold

Originally published at https://vocal.media.

Author’s Note:

I haven’t written a haiku in ages, so I stretched myself for a prompt.
No more. No less.

I didn’t mind Autumn so much at home, but here in the UK, it was cold enough by August that I needed to turn my heater on.

Now temporarily not a fan.