Autumn Tryst

Red leaves fly softly settling on the ground,

Brown crunchy leaves under our feet make a sound. 

Hues of green, both light and dark,

Strewn all around the little garden park.

Wisps of flying leaves whipping over the park pond,

Little ducklings waddling in the water of which they are so fond. 

Tucked away in the corner lies the great old oak;

Right near the pond, where big eyed green frogs croak. 

Streets lined up with plenty a colourful tree,

Birds and small creatures trying to scurry free. 

Nature decked up in red and brown,

Captivating fervent images and bees that frown. 

Lighting up the golden amber in trees, as the sun goes down,

Fairy lights and candles lit all around town. 

Drifting scent of ripened pears and fruit,

Orange halloween pumpkins to follow suit. 

Maple leaves turning a dusky yellow.

Turning the aura a bit more mellow. 

A tryst with nature so crisp and soulful,

As autumn prepares for winter, so merry and hopeful. 

-Sanaya