In autumn's gentle, golden grace, Where leaves like whispers softly chase, I find my heart in thankfulness, For her warm embrace, a soul's caress. On this her twenty-seventh year, A birthday wrapped in love so near, My older sister stands so tall, Her laughter echoing through the hall. She's taken me under her wing, In her kindness, I hear the spring, Though, 'tis autumn in the land we roam, With her, dear sister, I've found my home. In every leaf that flutters down, In every breeze that sweeps the town, I love her dearly, this I vow, In autumn's glow, and here, and now.