Autumn

The breeze is cold
Every breath a spiraling cloud of warmth
A red rubber nose
Cold little toes
And ears that hear the frozen air
One little leaf
On one little tree
Waiting it's turn to change colors and fly away
The air is crisp and sweet
But hits you like a drum
Makes your heart skip a beat
A scarf
A hat 
A warm bed to crawl into
And dream of reds, oranges, and yellows scattered everywhere
The clouds
The colors
The sunsets
I love Autumn