Crimson hues paint the forest floor,

As leaves descend, a golden shower.

A gentle breeze whispers through the trees,

Carrying whispers of autumn's breeze.

 

The air is crisp and cool, a gentle bite,

A symphony of colours, a sweet delight.

A nature's masterpiece, a vibrant sight,

As leaves transform, from green to bright.

 

They dance and twirl, a graceful ballet,

A fleeting moment, pure and great.

A tapestry of gold and red,

As autumn's beauty fills my head.

 

So let us cherish, this fleeting scene,

A gift from nature, evergreen.

A moment captured, time will pass,

But autumn's beauty will always last.