This poem reflects the state of autumn nature and at the same time the internal state of the lyrical hero. As the seasons change, so does the person, his feelings and moods.
Autumn is a time of reassessing what has passed and preparing for something new, unknown. There is also the image of a clock that counts the moments of life.
The lyrical hero is immersed in childhood memories, but after a minute he again appears face to face with autumn blues.
Each stanza of the poem changes the melody and mood. If in the first two parts sadness interrupts the beat of the clock and deepening into memories, then in the third slowed rhythm is accelerated by gusts of wind.
The dead leaf of the autumn leaf fall is the soul of the lyrical hero, who fell under the control of the fate of fate.
Autumn is not depicted as a season, but as a blues, fatigue, loss of something beautiful, the approach of death.