A land of green,
Turning into a land of brown,
Crunching leaves under foot,
Wading through their endless mess,
Leaveless tress roam the country side,
Like skeletons of nature,
Cool rain washes away the summer,
Drenching everything around,
Harvest comes,
Full of fruits and vegtables,
Halloween and all it's scares,
Fell in this season,
A season of brown,of wet,of cold, of crops, of scares,
Autumn has come.

One of my highlights in other words a few of my best poems.

Thanks And finally someone actually says more than nice poem

It's a pretty stereotypical poem but the line i did really like was: skeletons of nature.

Thanks and yeah I was tasked with this poem and if it doesn't come from my heart then it normally involves a hell of a lot of inspiration from other poems which makes it a common poem.

Reminds me of crunching leaves.

Well it is the third line