Fresh smooth leaves now turn brittle
And different colours
They float from the trees
And in Winter they're covered in Jack Frost's robe.

Country lanes full of twirling leaves
Lanes which lead to warm comfy homes
Where smoke curls up out of the rock chimney
And a familiar warmth returns.

Making me forget about the chilly air and breezes
Home sweet home and the home is so enchanting
A home where only pleasentness lingers in the air
A home where warmth, friendship and love grow together.

Such lovely scenery that only my mind's eye can see
Such breath taking Autumn beauty
Leaves dance near this house
And I feel so happy I could dance with the Autumnal leaves.

*~Marian~