The soft winds blow
Crisp autumn air,
As I marvel around the lake,
Serene and clear.

Blue skies sweep the horizon,
Green grass blankets the garden.
Autumn leaves have fallen,
Grounds have become golden!

Many trees surround the lake,
Their leaves fall every minute.
Yellow, green, red and brown,
They all fall on the ground.

I love the crunching sound,
When I step on crispy leaves
Windswept from trees
Of summer winds gone!

Beguiled by the charms
Of falling autumn leaves,
They are like stars shining,
Fluttering as they fall down!

Lastly, as I look down
On the lake so calm,
Is a reflection of joy
With the lovely leaves
Floating and drifting.