In the gentle hush of autumn’s breath,
Leaves cascade in a golden dance,
Whispering secrets of summer’s end,
Wrapped in hues of red and amber trance.

The crisp air carries tales of yore,
Where shadows lengthen in twilight’s grace,
Trees adorned in fiery gowns,
Stand tall in their final embrace.

The earth adorned with a quilt of leaves,
A testament to nature’s art,
Each step a soft, rustling note,
In autumn’s symphony, we take part.

As days grow short and nights draw near,
The world prepares for winter’s claim,
But in this fleeting, golden hour,
Autumn’s beauty forever remains.