Here comes autumn the fantails cry.
Build a nest or come on let's fly.
Rain shoots down shining like a crown.
Fragile and crispy, yellow leaves waft down.
Smoky sky is coloured by a giant crayon neat.
The fragile twigs snap under the weight of my feet.
Water grenades slide off leaves, exploding as they hit my hand.
Soaked grass brushes against my shoes, hanging on by a strand.
From the kitchen smell Delicious Apple crumble
As I lick my lips I can hear my stomach rumble.
But then one golden leaf drifts not making a sound;
A single ray of light breaks through a cloud break it has found
And hits the leaf as it touches the ground.