Surely your piercing blue eyes desire the image pop from the dreary page, as the ivory cannot display so clearly an image as the words printed carefully on it!
Embrace the hues of brown and green, which is the forest background. Autumn has come, setting the forest aflame with color!
The canopies are tinging in yellows, oranges and red, before dropping lightly.
Vibrantly, softly, gently they fall and utter not a sound Leaving the trunk breathless and bare, shuddering naked.
Frigidly it is laid waste, with no comfort to protect from Winter’s flare.
Suddenly, longingly the trees wishing they had their delicate blanket to protect from the winds.
One last, lonely leaf flutters by dead…..
Oh well, he shall make new ones next year.