Once upon an autumn day,
Colorful leaves began to fade
In the midst of a chilly , frosty air
As multitude of trees grew steadily bare.
Once upon an autumn day.
The whispering breeze was here to stay
moving aimlessly through the countless trees
Scattering leaves with the greatest of ease.
Once upon an autumn day.
The leaves whirled freely in every way,
Until at last they came to rest
finding a haven in which to nest.
Once upon an autumn day.
The trees were dormant, and the leaves lay
Waiting for the winter snow to fall
To quickly obscure them one and all.
-Joseph T. Renaldi
Pinegreenwoods Poetry Path
