An Autumn Night

T’was a clear night,
But there was a chill in the air.
Above me a black, yet sparkling carpet of stars shone.
There were hills and plains set out before me,
And somewhere, far away, a siren sounded.

The leaves in the trees above me rustled,
As a cool wind whirled all around.
There was a smell of Eucalyptus leaves
As I strolled across the carpet of fresh, dewy grass.

The wind brushed against my cheek, once again,
Sending tingles all down my spine.