God’s fingers reach out
and touch the limbs of old.
What was once green
is now of gold.
Beautiful colors
from rainbow sky.
Now fill the earth
where the trees lie.
The leaves are falling,
the air is cool.
Branches get lazy,
leaves are now to rule.
The ground below:
A colorful array,
of season’s passed
to show their display.
It’s Autumn’s touch.