Swish swosh she waved her little hands,
She hopped in the mulch, as her tiny feet lands.
There sits a lonesome bird on a colorful tree,
Struggling, a leaf departs, setting itself free.
The remnant rays are now slimming,
Rumor has it that something new is coming,
Her brows furrowed; as it wasn't obvious, the reason.
Its a harbinger of a change in season.
The cold air greets the morning sun,
Its a new day, and it has begun.
Delicate butterflies she used to chase,
Have now gone away to some other place?
Elegantly swaying, the leaves came cascading down,
Rust yellow red and brown!
Fascinated by its beauty, she thought it looked like a painting,
The autumn colors were now raining.
Amber pumpkins and pretty leaves,
The October wind that calmly heaves;
Crisp sweaters and boots that walk briskly,
She said, Oh, fall I love, you came so quickly.
-Dedicated to a friend I love, who inspired me to write this.
(She knows who she is :P)
