By Fillarian
The Autumn trees are vivid and bright
Shining 'neath the suns gold light
Beautiful shades of yellow, gold and red
Flutter about over my head
The trees are becoming slimmer and bare
Preparing for the winter that soon will be there
But the tall evergreen still keeps its shade
Still using the color with which it was made
As I stroll through the winding the pathway
I see the where the bright fallen leaves lay
Continuing to walk along
I hum a few snatches of an unremembered song
And I feel a slight breeze ruffle my fur
It clearly says "Autumn is here for sure."