AUTUMN by Bethany (10)

A polished conker falls from a tree, giant and vast,
Under the amber, brown and saffron leaves, mushrooms sprout,
Trekking through woods littered with fallen leaves and parched grass, an aftermath of Summer,
Umbrellas at the ready, bracing stormy weather,
Many collecting conker shells, like green hedgehogs,
Nightfall comes early because Autumn is here.