Monday 3rd November 

Golden leaves 
In the breeze 
Dancing softly 
Among the trees 

Falling from branches 
With simple grace 
Tumbling down 
For a gentle chase 

Whispers of autumn 
Fill the air 
Nature's gift 
Without a care 

Each leaf a marvel 
Bright and clear 
Painting the ground 
When they twirl near 

With every gust 
They spin and sway 
An autumn revue  
A bright display 

As sunlight shines 
On their tone 
A golden moment 
Tumbled and blown 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx