Autum Poem by Amy Jayne

The leaves rustling underneath my feet,
The time that me and him will meet,
I am searching high and low,
Soon I'll have no-where to go.

I meet him on a wooden bench,
If it rains now I'll get drenched,
But then he appears suddenly beside me,
We then introduced, and walked away to have some tea.

His hand was gracefully in mine,
It felt like he had stopped the time,
We crossed the road and saw Starbucks straight ahead,
The I heard a screech and I hit my head.

When I woke up in the morning,
I saw a man beside me was yawning,
It was him! The man I met in the park!
When he saw me awake he gained such a spark.

He started to cry as I did too,
'I didn't even know what had happened to you! '
I hugged him hard and realised that this was awsome,
Its all thanks to Autum!