The lovely pile of autumn leaves.

Seeing a pile of leaves is amazing.

A vibrant red and orange canvas,

Golden tones with brownish tones,

Soft as down feathers carpet.

The brisk autumn air has contributed,

By drawing inspiration from nature,

The delighted leaves have swirled and danced.

They are currently at rest, a work of art.

The rustle I heard under my feet,

A pleasant, beautiful harmony,

And as I collapse into the heap,

I sense its cosines and pleasant grin.

The aroma of the dirt and the vegetation combines,

An aroma that won't soon fade,

And as I enjoy this shady nest of leaves,

I am aware of my great blessings.

Time has stopped at this precise moment.

And the entire world is silent and serene.

Although the leaves will soon deteriorate,

They continue to be beautiful every day.