autumn leaves are all around
slowly falling they hit the ground
orange and yellow, brown and red
they fall so the earth can be fed
the leaves decay and become food
a crisp air puts us in the mood
for bonfires and hay rack rides
with those we love at our sides
autumn is the best you see
it’s when my mom gave birth to me
Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August (FDDA) #28 – your favorite season
