Silhouette trees
Tonight, cooler too
A dark oatmeal sky
My Beech I see through
The winds
Brought some leaves down
Red orange green
Beautiful olive
Where the sunlight has been
Look up through the boughs
Leaves are turning and we
See more falling!eaves and my path slippery
On sticks it’s more difficult
But then of course
I do hate the wind
When it blows at a force