Autumn - Poem by Dr. Ram Mehta

'Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower'

Autumn arrives and trees are brown
Up comes the wind, leaves tumbling down
They do not make the slightest sound
Upon the ground they formed a tapestry of colors
Merrily furling and swirling as the wind comes puffing by
No seasons has such beauty as this autumnal face.

Poems by Dr. Ram Mehta

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