The amber glow of fading light,
Cascades through trees with gentle grace,
Leaves in dance, a vibrant flight,
A tapestry of time and space.
The crisp air whispers secrets old,
Carried on a breeze so light,
Stories of warmth as nights grow cold,
Wrapped in autumn’s soft twilight.
Beneath the canopy of gold,
Footsteps crunch on paths anew,
Nature’s art, a sight to behold,
Painted skies of crimson hue.
As twilight fades to starlit night,
The world in quiet slumber lies,
Autumn sings her last delight,
A lullaby of whispered sighs.