Tangerine gold will fall. So stand close, if not, stand tall. Catch them. They’re magic. They’re this seasons happiness and it’s selling fast. Oh leaves of Autumn, Won’t you last.
Orange, yellow and brown. Is what fills my ground. Autumn gold. Orange leaves. Sunflower petals. And the brown seeds. This was just a typical Autumn dream.
Autumn is harsh. Colder. Days feel shorter. It may try to take your petals. So darling, be brave. Be strong. Try to smile. I promise it won’t last for long. After all, it’s only seasonal.
The moon breaks through the sky. Tides of ocean try to touch the clouds. Nothing but silence. No break to the air. Only salt could be tasted, Little to spare.