Whispers of the gentle breeze,
Carry secrets of the turning leaves,
Golden hues and crimson dreams,
In the embrace of autumn’s schemes.

The trees wear crowns of fiery glow,
As daylight fades and shadows grow,
Each leaf a tale of time’s caress,
A dance of change in nature’s dress.

The earth adorned in russet gold,
Stories of warmth that soon unfold,
A tapestry of fleeting grace,
In every corner, time’s embrace.

Softly falls the evening light,
As stars emerge to kiss the night,
In autumn’s breath, we find our peace,
A moment where all worries cease.