Autumn brings with it love from the skies,
bright red leaves and fond goodbyes.
With deepness of colour, dark reds and rusts,
to linger and watch is a definite must.
Later they’ll dry up, go crisp underfoot,
coal in the fire, hands covered in soot.
But while they are doing their ultimate dance,
rejoice in the colour and give love a chance.
Each leaf is a symbol of life going on,
changing of hues, meeker to strong.
Then they’ll be swept, or melt into the ground,
some in the fire, if crunchy and brown.
In spring they will come back, starting as buds,
first comes the foliage then comes the bugs.
This is the cycle of nature you know,
everything comes back, just moves with loves flow.