Poem for the day, Autumn berries

Here is a poem that I thought up while looking at the berries on a tree today called Arbustier. It has the most beautiful berries, round and a little bit spikey, first they are golden and then they turn bright red.

Just when it seems that all has gone,

In the glowing embers of the setting sun

A lonely leaf from the branch of a tree

Fluttering down, and then you see

Nature has displayed her precious jewels,

Shiny red rubies and amber pools

Of light, all gleaming in the sun

Silver threads where the snail has run

Winter's on its way but have no fear

We'll all feed the birds that are still here.

From my collection:

More verses that a ten year old could write'.