The Colours of Autumn

The first colour of autumn
is the crisp bite to the air

The second is the wild winds,
freed from summer cages

The third is the indigo skies,
earlier than usual

The fourth Is the squirrel,
darting through the trees

The fifth is the soft rain,
that awakens the soul

The sixth is the scent
of sweet petrichor that simmers

The seventh is the acorns
that fall with a snap

The eighth is the leaves
that crunch underfoot

The ninth is the forests
that ripple from greens to reds

And the tenth is the happiness
that sings through my soul.