In the hush of October’s gentle embrace,
Trees don their robes of amber and gold,
Whispering tales of summer’s grace,
As crisp winds weave stories untold.

The sun dips low in a painted sky,
Casting shadows long and deep,
While harvest moons softly sigh,
As the world prepares for winter’s sleep.

Leaves dance in a delicate ballet,
Twirling to the ground in a colorful flight,
Nature’s symphony in grand display,
A vivid tapestry in the fading light.

October sings with a voice so clear,
In every rustle, in each gentle breeze,
A reminder of change drawing near,
As the earth dreams in hues of peace.