In the gentle whisper of autumn’s embrace,
Leaves dance with grace, a golden cascade.
The rustling symphony fills the air,
Nature’s art painted with care.
The trees, adorned in fiery hues,
Stand tall against the sky so blue.
A tapestry of change unfolds,
Stories of old in colors bold.
The crisp air carries tales untold,
Of warmth and chill, of new and old.
Each step upon the crunchy ground,
Echoes the season’s profound sound.
In this fleeting moment of transition,
We find solace, a quiet mission.
To savor the beauty, to pause and see,
The gentle whisper of autumn’s decree.