Autumn Constanza

I stood inside the woods i'd found; I'd never ventured there before when strolling past the stretch of moor. The leaves were scattered far around. Alone, I laughed and felt such joy, enchanted like a little boy. I shuffled them into a mound. I closed my eyes and felt serene, the calmest I had ever been. The colours pretty on the ground, surrounding trees were almost bare. My troubles left me, standing there. They fluttered down without a sound, but rustled as I walked and ran. I left that place a diff'rent man. I stood inside the woods I'd found, the leaves were scattered far around, I shuffled them into a mound, the colours pretty on the ground, they fluttered down without a sound. written 17th September for Suzanne's Autumn Constanza contest I don't think I've tried this form before & wish I could tell Connie how much I love it