In the golden glow of autumn's embrace,
Leaves dance like whispers, a soft, tender grace.
Each rustling sound tells a story anew,
Of laughter and warmth, of skies ever blue.
Oh, autumn, my friend, with your colors so bright,
You cradle the memories, you hold them so tight.
In the tapestry woven of moments we share,
I cherish the echoes, the love in the air.
As the days grow shorter, and shadows extend,
I gather the fragments, the joy that won't end.
For every leaf falling, a tale to unfold,
Of friendships and laughter, of hearts made of gold.
Oh, autumn, my friend, with your colors so bright,
You cradle the memories, you hold them so tight.
In the tapestry woven of moments we share,
I cherish the echoes, the love in the air.
Oh, autumn, my friend
Oh, autumn, my friend
You cradle the memories
You cradle the memories
