Adrift in the wind
Floating gently on a breeze
Whispering sweet nothings
Are the Autumn’s falling leaves
Alive in vibrant color
In hues of red and gold
Painting the landscape
Awakening the soul
Adrift in the wind
Floating gently on a breeze
Whispering sweet nothings
Are the Autumn’s falling leaves
Alive in vibrant color
In hues of red and gold
Painting the landscape
Awakening the soul