In the gentle embrace of autumn’s breath,
Trees don their gowns of gold and red,
Whispering secrets in the crisp, cool air,
As nature paints the world with flair.

Beneath the canopy of fiery hues,
Leaves rustle softly, a symphony anew,
Dancing gracefully to the wind’s sweet song,
In a fleeting moment where they belong.

The sun casts a warm, amber glow,
On fields and forests down below,
As shadows stretch in the fading light,
Heralding the coming of the night.

Autumn’s tapestry, a wondrous sight,
A poignant reminder of nature’s might,
As seasons change and time moves on,
The beauty of autumn is never gone.