Autumn Dreamer

Autumn Dreamer

She frolics amongst the crackling
Leaves of gold and red,
Her bare feet are numb with cold,
But not enough to make her to stop.

Her grey eyes are alight with simple excitement,
She plunders into another pile,
And the world around her becomes a flurry of fire,
Rustling fills her ears, and all other thoughts escape.

Extra pieces of orange weave themselves into
Already ginger hair.
Tossing her head, more leaves flutter to the ground.
The autumn dreamer lies back, and gazes at the empty tree above.