The autumn leaves were falling without grace
A muted rain of color lost in space
But when you passed they turned to warm embrace
Remembering the seasons in your face
Your footsteps stirred the memories of trees
A whisper rising in the shifting breeze
The forest sighed with ancient tender ease
As though your presence placed the world at peace
You held a quiet power soft and strange
A kindness strong enough to rearrange
The weary roads the edges out of range
And heal the wounds that time could not exchange
So walk with me when autumn calls again
When golden branches bow to wind and rain
For falling leaves remember where you tread—
And bloom in colors from the life you spread