Autumn’s in swing!
you know it’s better than spring.
The golden lights in flickering leaves
there’s dancing dew! I never knew.
Those mirrored reflections
the ponds connections, our shared affections.
Where strangers! come together
in this beautiful weather.
Where standing trees meets a gentle breeze
then release their leaves
We Gather, Rack and Stack
We Pile, Pack and Whack
We Crush, Crease and Crack
We Rankled, Crunched and Crumpled
We Mash, Wrinkled and Rumble
We Jumped, Rump and Tumbled
Then after a while with a really big smile!
we all go our separate way.