Look at me

Golden hues spill like paint into the yard One by one, a leaf slowly floats down Joining the others, spread out on the lawn As if to celebrate a woven blankett, of color Before time quickly brings wrinkle to it The gray and white sky is hardly noticeable As the large trees show off their new colors Look at me! Look at me! Shining brightly! They fill the air, take over foreground, a must see! Heidi Sands 10/10/21