The leaves fall in heaps on the floor,
Sweet aroma of dew mixing with Autumn’s promise.
Deep pinks, reds, ambers and browns.
The deep rich orange,
Amber jewellery displayed on trays, stall after stall
in the marketplace in Poland.
Brown leaves, the colour of burnt cocoa.
Children collect twigs to make wicker wands,
Chase each other around
kicking up the leaves.
No time to mourn the Summer,
Autumn has started her dance.
Dressed in a different shade,
just as we
change from our summer clothes to