Leaves filled the path he trod

as the wind blew cold

rain now fell onto the ground

autumn had arrived

the warm days just a memory

out in natures energy!

Waters Rising puddles forming

mud surrounds him

miserable and wet walking on

just wanting to be dry

black clouds above his head

as onwardly tread!

Falling rain drops create ripples

cascading in the pools

flooding the pathway up ahead

with no way to escape

water rising over his shoes

adding to those blues!

More leaves falling from trees

let home be insight please!

#TheFoureyedPoet.