Ode To Autumn

Dancing leaves Swaying trees Autumn time is here Air is crisp Wind is brisk Gusts from far and near Leaves fall steady Like confetti Faster than they grew Gold and brown All around Moist from morning dew Harvests high Wheat and rye Squash and pumpkins accrued Blackbirds flee Squirrels spree Storing winter food Scads of fun In gentle sun Best time of the year Dancing leaves Swaying trees Autumn time is here.