Autumn, The Fall Season Poem by Chan Mongol

AUTUMN, the Fall season
September 3,2018

She is the pretty season with her sweet air;
Her smell is in cakes, in wine and in Beer.

She gives us the look, she gives the touch;
Our bodies to warm up, she announces much.

For carpeted pathway. the Autumn works harder;
All trees will take a long sleep in the harsh Winter.

She dances with leaves of trees and softly says, 'hi';
Even the lord Sun smiles sometimes in the upper sky.

She is so calm, quiet with harvest, she is the Autumn;
She sings her songs to let us get our works done.

Announcing for Winter and to be prepared for the violence;
Autumn does her best to sooth our souls with her essence.

She is also called the fall season in the Northern hemisphere;
Leaves fall and she gives strength to nature, to be survivor.