2 September 2012
Red and yellow painted leaves Hang idly within the trees They break and sail Along in the breeze As fires of autumns time.
They dance and surf Upon the ground Overlap one and other With a rustling sound A setting I am glad I found As fires of autumns time.
Like fires of the autumn They leap and dance Not needing a reason A factor of autumn And it's many days As fires of autumns time.
The grey clouds break the sun hides from view The dancing leaves Dance on in the breeze Like an army of colour
An Amber glow
Amber Glow • Opuss № I