Autumn

Autumn 

 

I opened my eyes and said goodbye, 

Through the tears and the pain, 

Leaves fell as Autumn came, 

Golden brown tumbling from a high, 

Twisting and turning on the way down, 

Floating to the ground, 

I counted everyone, 

Laying at my feet, 

Ankle deep in a carpet on the ground, 

Naked and bare the trunks stand there, 

Supporting bare branches, 

Part of nature’s course, 

Cold wind blows, 

They stand there waiting until the warm wind returns, 

Leaves are born again.