The warm sunny summer days seem to fade away
As the school year begins and Autumn arrives.
Shades of deep reds and bright oranges fill my view, and
The forgotten leaves that were once green follow the wind’s path,
As the brown, tired branches grip onto autumn’s gift.
The familiar same grass is hidden, holding onto summers
secrets, and greeted by the fallen leaves,
Scattered around everywhere perfectly.
Autumn is hard to ignore like this.