Mystical Forest

The Summer was coming to an end As the colours of the trees now speak So I headed to my little clearing in the woods Saddened that they have lost their peak But other views excite me As I look to the greens turning brown There are butterflies on their very last flight As the leaves form a golden gown But this is much more than a clearing It's a magical mystical place If your quiet enough and you are in the right spot You will be lucky enough to be graced For against the backdrop of the forest An image so rarely seen In majestic pose this mythical beast Can be seen through the fading green Every time it makes an appearance The Autumn fairy enters the scene Swirling the leaves as she spins in a dance The unicorn is not just a dream The leaves now begin to settle Like a jigsaw they carpet the ground Toadstools stand proud in ripened pose As I marvel at nature's surround My eyes now scout the peripheral I see a fox, and elves in the trees To see what I have seen on this end of Summers day If your not with me, there's just no guarantee http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-15.php