Autumn leaves fall on the ground,
Full of colors,
You and I, they surround.

The cool breeze blows through the air,
Blowing the shutters,
Leaves flying in our hair.

Sweet smell of fall,
We breathe it in,
No matter how big, no matter how small.

On the ground we pile the leaves,
Striping their skin,
Like two hungry theives.

We look around so know one sees,
Grab a hand-full,
And toss the leaves.

Running about, we play,
Not a moment dull,
Just another Autumn's day.