A sight so gorgeous
leaves like a carpet on the ground whisper
a riot of colors so generous
nothing is improper.

Swirling and twirling
leaves crunchy and crisp
rust and scarlet whirling
in the wind’s lisp.

A pleasant chill teases
mist and mellow fruitfulness at its peak
amazement never ceases
skies above too open up and leak.

Squirrels hunting and hiding nuts
playfully crossing paths
so beautiful a change from the rut
that aids in disabling inner wrath.

Worth falling is this captivating Fall
loose is the wind removing frowns
mysticism as if having a ball
sketches all-around a golden gown.

A season of harvest
here laughter of children flows
lovers also in each other wisely invest
where everything glows.

Night air caresses
heaters shun away cold
moonlight as a beautiful dress
gazes lovingly with an arresting hold.

Autumn a subtle teacher
it illustrates how an end can be an art
death whistling and winding in the woods as a preacher
it can be a switch for a fresh start.