
The pretty leaves come floating down
Upon the chilly breeze,
Reminding me of butterflies
Dancing with the bees.
The trees are all a red, orange and gold;
Nature's firework display.
Splashes of color shine brilliantly
Around me as I play.
But all too soon the snow comes down;
The trees all lose their sheen.
At least in my mind I have secure
A gorgeous Autumn scene.
I realized that I posted my apology twice, so now I have to edit this one so there aren't two of them. I am so bad with computers!!!
I love the pretty little picture it paints in my mind! Job well done! :)
~eMiLy~