Crunch of leaves beneath our feet, as we ran through the forest happily.
The smell of cider and cinnamon, lingering in the air was so heavenly.
The sun sets sooner and the nights grow longer, as the seasons change again.
But memories of autumn’s beauty remain, as we embrace the chill and refrain.
The harvest moon shines bright, casting a golden glow on the fields below.
The pumpkins are ripe and ready, for carving and decorating in a festive show.
The chill in the air is invigorating, reminding us of the coming winter snow.
But for now, we bask in the glow of autumn’s radiance, letting our spirits grow.
As the days pass by, and the leaves fall from the trees so grand.
We cherish the moments of autumn, as they slip away like grains of sand.
The colors of fall fade into the distance, as winter takes its hold.
But memories of autumn linger on, eternally cherished and forever bold.
Poetic Alchemist 