Blowing of the autumn leaves,
The whistling of the leaves,
The cold wind blows,
The dying-dead leaves,
Plucked,
By the wind,
Only to drift down,
Down and.
Fallen on the floor,
To be soaked by the autumn rain,
Left,
Waiting for the coming winter.
But not quite yet.
For now,
The autumn wind blowing.
The cool wind finding its way.
Into the confines of life.
Autumn leaves drying to a crisp,
The sounds underfood,
The rustling,
The sounds.
The autumn wind blowing away the leaves,
Before, a silence.
The blowing of the autumn leaves.
