In the gentle breeze of autumn’s sigh,
Leaves whisper secrets as they fly,
Their golden hues, a fiery dance,
A fleeting moment, nature’s romance.

Beneath the canopy, shadows play,
As sunlight filters through the day,
Each leaf a story, untold, unseen,
A part of autumn’s vibrant scene.

The ground becomes a tapestry,
Of reds and golds, a symphony,
Each step a crunch, a soft caress,
Of nature’s love, in pure finesse.

As night descends, the leaves find rest,
Cradled by earth, in nature’s nest,
Their journey ends, in silent peace,
Awaiting spring’s gentle release.