While walking by majestic trees,
I pause to view the rustling leaves.
They fall and dress the verdant ground
With rainbow colors all around.
My steps alight on autumn's gown
Of yellow, gold, and orange-brown.
The fallen leaves, in hues of red,
Are crimson tears the trees have shed.
I then begin to think of you
And wish your eyes could share my view.
You would enjoy this morning's walk
Atop a rainbow while we talk.
“My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.” ― Claude Monet