The autumn comes.

The autumn goes.

The leaves fall down.

On the tip of my nose.

I relax in paradise.

This season of course.

I love this scenery

Before it all turns to ice.

The autumn comes.

The autumn goes.

The wind moves.

Before it snows.

I love the crunching.

Of the colorful leaves.

Oh please don’t end this.

I’d hate it for it to leave.

The autumn comes.

The autumn goes.

The leaves blown away.

Where did they go?

I’ll miss the colors.

I love the weather.

I spot a cardinal.

With a falling feather.

The autumn comes.

The autumn goes.

I can’t wait till next year.

I’ll be jumping on my toes.

- Amy Yung