Down Autumn's Road

In a whirlpool I am a leaf
no arms to swim
or legs to kick,
brown and red freckled skin
torn and speckled in nicks
--
In a stream a million leaves
no where to go
or arrival time,
water logged and sodden hope
dirty and covered in grime
--
In an eddy a pool of death
no moon above me
or stars to speak of,
shooting and sun burnt hearts
bright and full of love
--
In a daze a field of white
no green above
or bright colors below,
waving and wind bent fall
blowing and swaying over snow...

Autumn

With the cold wind and chill rain, you can't escape the feeling of fall. Here's a nice stanza to dedicate to it.

Oh wind that whisk me from my home
leads me towards the forest to roam
where the cold wind chills my skin
to bury me in her colored leaves again