Autumn

'Rustle,rustle' as I hear the Autumn leaves blowing in the breezy wind.Red,orange,yellow and brown leaves falling gently onto the cold autumn's floor.'Crunch,crunch as I step onto the leaves.I can feel the leaves veins massaging the bottom of my feet as I walk through the forest. I pick up a leaf and rub it underneath my nose, it smells like lawn clippings.The leaf also has five fingers and it reminds me of snowflakes and the Canada flag.Lots of different leaves falling of the trees,some sharp with rigid bits at the end and some as smooth as silk.Some with holes in them were caterpillars have bitten into or even other bugs.Getting to the end of the forest I see a squirrel gnawing into it's nuts.