Echoes of Autumn

Whispers rustle through the trees,
A symphony of autumn leaves,
Crimson hues and golden gleam,
In the tapestry of an autumn dream.

Whispered secrets in the breeze,
A dance of branches, swaying free,
Echoes of a fading year,
In the whispers of the falling tear.

Crisp air, a kiss upon the cheek,
A fleeting moment, bittersweet,
Memories carved in amber light,
As dusk descends, a silent night.

Oh, autumn's echo, gentle and clear,
In every leaf that falls, a tear,
A tapestry of colors spun,
In echoes of a season's run.