Within her hands a wisp of wind
She gathers with the leaves
Sends a gentle breath of life
As pretty colors stream

Upon the earth they lay a path
Of colors so surreal
Creating such a pallet
An artist's heart reveals
 
Each one he holds in reverence
On canvas of delight
Masterpiece of autumn's glow
An Angel's heart ignites
 
Wings are flying in a breeze
Dancing to and fro
Twirling spirals on the ground
As Autumn winds now flow.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
©Copyright September 24, 2003