| Brown and gold and red Gently fallen to Earth's grip Crisp and fresh, sweetly cold Air so delicately bold Scented breeze on my cheek Sweeping swirls around my feet Distand sounds fade away On this charming autumn day Is it spring when Earth's anew? Floral fragrance floading amidst Birds and song and trees so bright Basking in new life's delight But fallen leaves leave Earth bare Allowing soon for birth's commence |