Autumn

Golden hues paint the trees so high,
A gentle breeze whispers a soft goodbye.
Crisp air awakens, leaves start to fall,
Nature's last beauty enthralls us all.

Or, a slightly different take:

The sun dips low, a mellow light,
As summer's warmth takes its slow flight.
A tapestry of red, gold, and brown,
Autumn's quiet beauty settles down.