Here is a simple poem I wrote about our favorite time of year, Autumn. Autumn is Amidst Morning air light and crisp Breathes gently, While the quietness of night Lingers longer. Whispers of the sun Cascade down on Leaves splashed in warm colors As they tumble downward. Autumn is amidst. Crackling inviting fire Burns sweet While smells of cooler nights Delight the senses. Crunch of nuts underneath Breaks the silence Sending a splash of red Fluttering upward. Autumn is amidst.