Autumn means Joy

Autumn means crispair

Last evening I picked 

Last roses from the garden

They were pretty

Still, the grass was green

Colored leaves everywhere

Suddenly I became 

One with nature

Looks like before the first snowfall

Chrysanthemum is smiling for me

Pumpkin everywhere

Active Squirells running

And eating nuts

Days got shorter

But children laughing

For Halloween 

And my beautiful 

Diya is shining

- Arundhati  Sarkhel