Autumn is the sweet smell of pumpkin pie-
The powerful gust that whistles through trees;
rustling the leaves that are soon to die
and shaving off minutes despite our pleas.
Autumn leaves paint the gray ground with colour.
They set the scene for colder, darker nights-
stunning landscapes that will shortly be duller.
Though, these soon light up with Halloween lights
and children drinking hot chocolate with joy.
They celebrate a soon coming winter.
For, they will find many things to enjoy.
So, why must we wait for bliss until June?
When you go out, you feel: the air is cold,
the lakes are frozen and the sun shines gold.
The powerful gust that whistles through trees;
rustling the leaves that are soon to die
and shaving off minutes despite our pleas.
Autumn leaves paint the gray ground with colour.
They set the scene for colder, darker nights-
stunning landscapes that will shortly be duller.
Though, these soon light up with Halloween lights
and children drinking hot chocolate with joy.
They celebrate a soon coming winter.
For, they will find many things to enjoy.
So, why must we wait for bliss until June?
When you go out, you feel: the air is cold,
the lakes are frozen and the sun shines gold.