CRESCENDO.    

Leaf
Tint,
Carotene,
Is Chlorophyll,
Colour,
Whispers you Moon,
Dew filled and still,
Wet,
With Fruit,
Gasps,
At Fungi,
Red,
When an Acorn Falls,
With dying breath,
Near Deer,
Dew filled and Still,
Is the Beech,
The Oak,
For Our Waters ripple,
Before Our monochrome horizon,
Shall sleep the Winter Woodland 
 Long.