Here is a lovely poem by Susan Coolidge about Autumn

DIDDILY DEE DOT' S DREAMLAND
 HOW THE LEAVES CAME DOWN

I'll tell you how the leaves came down
The great Tree to his children said:
"You're getting sleepy, Yellow and Brown,
Yes, very sleepy, little Red.
It is quite time to go to bed."

"Ah ! " begged each silly, pouting leaf,
"Let us a little longer stay:
Dear Father Tree, behold our grief !
'tis such a very pleasant day,
We do not want to go away."

So just for one more merry day
To the great Tree the leafletsclung,
Frolicked and danced, and had their way,
Upon the autumn breezes swung,
Whispering all their sports among;

"Perhaps the great Tree will forget,
And let us stay until the spring,
If we all beg, and coax, and fret."
But the great Tree did no such thing;
He smiled to hear them whispering.

"Come now, children, all to bed," he cried;
And, ere the leaves could urge their prayer,
He shook his head, and far and wide,
Fluttering and rustling everywhere,
Down sped the leaflets through the air.

I saw them; on the ground they lay,
Golden and red, a huddled swarm,
Waiting till one from far away,
White bedclothes heaped upon her arm,
Should come to wrap them safe and warm.

The great bare Tree looked down and smiled.
"Good night, dear little leaves," he said.
And from below each sleepy child
Replied, "Good-night," and murmered,
"It is so nice to go to bed!"

What a lovely little verse, and this is wrote by Susan Coolidge,

Sarah Chauncy Woolsey who wrote under the name Susan Coolidge, was born in Cleveland, Ohio, on January 29, 1835, she died April 9, 1905. She is also the same lady who wrote all the "Katy Did" story books. A 1990s reading study in Great Britain found the "What Katy Did" series
ranked among the ten most popular reading choices for 12-year-old
girls. The first volumes of the series remain in print in both
countries.