The yellow leaves are falling
Like cheerful confetti at a wedding.
They sound like gentle rainfall-
I stop and listen.
I realise that it is raining,
ever so softly, like a spring shower.
The tread of my trainers is softened
like I’m walking on a cosy rug,
snuggling up in front of a crackling fire
and toasting marshmallows.
The frost on the grass is still hard
like rice crispy squares.
Soon the sun will come out
from behind the clouds
and the frost will melt.
But for now, it’s beautiful