Autumn

The leaves fall to the ground,
Their beauty sings to me,
The rain drop falls onto me,
Making my heart skip a beat. 

I feel the wind pick up again,
Taunting me to stay,
I pick up a few leaves,
And I am sadly, on my way. 

But I sing,
I prance,
I admire every glance I get of this land.

For it is more beautiful,
Than Summer, Spring or Winter land.

Reviews

[Peacegal]

I love this because it explains my love of Autumn.