In the gentle sway of the autumn breeze,
Leaves whisper stories of seasons past,
Their colors blaze with fiery ease,
A fleeting canvas, beauty vast.

Golden hues and crimson dreams,
Fall softly to the earth below,
A tapestry of nature’s schemes,
Embracing change in a graceful flow.

Each leaf a memoir, delicate and pure,
Tales of summer’s sunlit days,
Now drifting in the air so sure,
In rhythmic dance, a silent praise.

In their descent, they teach us well,
The art of letting go with grace,
To find the peace where memories dwell,
And cherish life in each embrace.