Dandelion fuzz climbed the skies,
Inviting the golden leaves to come down.
The comforting sun shined down onto the leaves,
Which were changing color before our eyes.
The air suddenly had a different feeling of touch,
Warm and yet cool to our souls.
Clouds drifted lazily along,
Enjoying the view of the sea of red.
Mother Earth spread her hands over the ground,
And crops of all sprouted fast.
She laid her hand on the sun,
Calming him down for the autumn to go on.