We hear the rustle of drying leaves
Their crunch beneath our feet
The air is cool as the season changes
And it smells so earthy and sweet
A frosty kiss in the early morn
Our breath too can be seen
We snuggle in our winter coat
Ah yes, it’s an autumn dream!
Marilyn Lott
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-dream-2/
