Autumn

Painted leaves of orange and gold

A child leaves her mother’s fold

Her footsteps crackle on the ground

The autumn air is filled with sound

Slick rainboots break up the scene

Gray skies and sticky mud and grassy green

The dog, he does roll all around

His barks break up the rhythmic sound

Of the roof plunked with drops of rain

She pulls her hair back, brown and plain

Sinks into the couch, soft and brown

She he has no plan to go to town

She sips her wine and reads her book

She never gave a second look

She is where she wants to be,

She is happy. She feels free,.