Autumn

(Created while walking during lunchtime from work, wishing I was going home!)

The leaves

Brown and Golden

Glide effortlessly

To the ground.

Crackling and crunching

Under my feet

As I walk along,

Coat pulled tight,

Against the chilled wind.

The clouds

Floating in the sky

Dark and heavy

With the first rainfall

Of Autumn.

As I reach my door

And let myself in,

The warmth of the fire

Burning brightly

In the hearth,

Welcomes me home.