Dreamy Autumn

The brown leaves crumbling, yes, they are,

The red ones, too, they crunch, under the car.

It’s such an orange feeling, yes,

The mellow leaves are everywhere in a mess.

Under the orange trees, you’d like to lay,

Some people would want forever to stay.

Some people, near the yellow leaves, would like to walk,

Others would like to play in the red leaves and talk.

Sure, I can’t experience this all,

Because Autumn doesn’t seem to answer Pune’s call.

But that doesn’t stop the season’s light, which is a beam,

I should just enjoy it in my daydream!

BTW, Pune is the city I live in, which is in India. I hope you liked it!!

~Renee