Autumn Leaves

The autumn leaves fall to the ground
A symphony of rustling sound
The air is crisp, the sky is blue
Nature's palette, a stunning view
The wind whispers, with a gentle sound
The leaves on trees are browned
A reminder, of seasons profound
As the earth prepares, for winters due
The autumn leaves fall to the ground
The sun shines bright, but not as round
Its golden light, now less profound
As the days grow shorter, and the nights ensue
It’s the perfect time to catch the flu
The trees shed their leaves, with a bound
The autumn leaves fall to the ground