October whispers through the trees,
A gentle breeze that carries dreams,
Leaves of gold in tender dance,
In autumn’s glowing, sweet romance.

The skies blush in twilight’s glow,
Where shadows stretch and secrets flow,
Each moment wrapped in amber light,
A tapestry of day and night.

The earth adorned in colors bright,
A canvas rich in autumn’s might,
As pumpkins rest on fields of green,
October paints a vivid scene.

In quiet corners, stories told,
Of harvest moons and nights of old,
October’s magic softly weaves,
A time where heart and soul believes.