Autumn shades
Natures turned the season’s keys

Autumn sheds its golden leaves 

Verdant trees of summer, bare

Branches shivering naked there.
Woodlands hedgerow’s amber glow

Home to holly, robin, sloe.

Squirrels, nuts do harbour, store

In their winter dens to share.
Morning breezes chill the air 

As through mist and fog I stare

Spiders web in dew you’ll find

Tribute to nature’s mastermind.
©j.black (wordverse.me)