Katherine Rawson

Author of Romance and Suspense

10/08/2023

Autumn’s gentle, golden grace,
The world in vibrant colored lace,
A carpet beneath our feet,
As Autumn’s song, so sweetly sweet.

Leaves in crimson, gold, and brown,
From lofty trees come drifting down,
Tapestry of hues so grand,
Painted by nature’s skillful hand.

The air growing crisp and clear,
Softly whispering, Autumn’s here,
Like a symphony of trees,
Carrying her love on the breeze.

Katherine

“All that we are is the result of what we have thought. The mind is everything. What we think, we become.” – The Buddha