Autumn by grace
Syrup
coloured leaves fall like from out of space.
Crunchy
cooked leaves getting baked in the sun.
Leaves
swimming in the air before landing.
Leaves
falling and turning the tree into sticking up bones.
Fresh air
blowing on my cheeks I go inside to have a hot chocolate.
Then rain
starts to fall like marbles it heads for the sea.
And it
starts blowing the leaves were rain is going