One day I visited the park with my family.
We ate some PBJs and various other sandwiches.
I decided to walk off with my journal to study the various hues of leaves.
Trees of gold, scarlet, and bright titian surround me.
There, through the mosaic of colour, I see a special tree.
A chestnut tree.
Tall, majestic, and surrounded by dozens of burgundy buck eyes.
A beautiful display, indeed.
I retrieved one of the nuts, examining it.
Waves and bands of rich auburn and enticing garnet.
A spot of creamy alabaster.
Chestnuts, the most beautiful nut I have yet seen.
I collect 25,
because I just love to look,
At those beautiful chestnuts.