Autumn Fall
Autumn Fall
Jack Frost is waiting to weave his mischievous magic
Amongst the changing flora lays an endless carpet of vibrant purple heather, its sweet note sings in the cool air
Brown and yellow paint flecks adorn the smallest leaves
Multi-coloured toadstools and mushrooms spark vivid memories of magical childhood dreams
Pixies and fairies will soon come out to play!
Autumn fall nights come alive with a waltz of neon blue and red
Tiny creatures play impish games in their nocturnal fungal playground
Olive, lime, emerald colours paint the forest floor in vibrant shades of green
I walk bare footed, feeling the cool moist spring of moss massaging my soul
The air is damp and chilled, full of the familiar scent of the Earth’s musty aroma
Birds sing, piping a Highland symphony welcoming another seasonal chapter
I feel so alive, ready to embrace more of nature’s ever changing breathtaking wonders.
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