Autumn Leaves

 

Leaves of red, brown with a splash of gold,
lay in my garden,
exhausted after a long dance,
in the wind’s breeze,
I hear them whisper,
I may fall now,
but I will rise again.
They look beautiful as they grow old,
but they grow full of colors,
on the last day,
no wonder why,
autumn leaves show us,
how beautiful it is,
to let things, go.
Autumn does carry a lot of gold,
than any other season does,
days are chilly and short,
and smell of hot chocolate,
flows in the air,
thus, making it,
the loveliest season of all.

~Shri ✨

P.S I hold no copyright of this image. This poem of mine was also  published in Spillwords!!💓✨

I wholeheartedly want to thank many publishing magazines like Literary Heist and Spillwords for selecting my pieces.. It means a lot!