The Echoes of Autumn

The leaves fall gently, a symphony of rustling

As the world around us begins its slow bustling

The air is crisp, with a hint of frost

As autumn arrives, with all its cost

The colors change, from green to gold

A beauty so rare, a sight to behold

The trees stand tall, proud and strong

As the days grow short, and the nights grow long

The sun shines bright, in a sky so blue

But the winds grow cold, as the days renew

The world transforms, as the seasons shift

And the echoes of autumn, slowly lift

The birds take flight, in a graceful dance

As they head south, to a warmer chance

The flowers wilt, and the grass grows brown

As the world prepares, for winter's crown

But for now, let us revel, in the season of change

In the echoes of autumn, that endlessly range

Let us breathe in the crisp, clean air

And savor the moments, that we so rarely share

For the world is a wonder, in every season

A beauty so rich, with endless reason

And as the leaves fall, and the winds blow

Let us embrace the changes, and watch the world grow.