Amidst the trees, adorned in hues so bold,
Autumn arrives, a tale of red and gold.
A chill in the air, a whispered song,
Leaves pirouette, their journey prolonged.
The sun, a gentle touch on earth's embrace,
Paints landscapes in a warm, amber grace.
Crisp rustling leaves, a carpet to tread,
Nature's symphony, as summer has fled.
The harvest moon, a lantern in the night,
Illuminates scenes in soft, silver light.
A tapestry woven of pumpkin and spice,
Autumn's enchantment, a sweet device.
As daylight wanes and shadows grow long,
In Autumn's arms, we find solace strong.
