The Exploits of Autumn

The wind caresses each tree,

Cool and calculated, each leaf a shadow of its previous life.

Drifting downward, it’s breath taken, patiently awaiting rebirth,

Autumn’s  inevitable demise the path it must follow,

Measured in time and longing for the unknown,

The coming cold dark nights tell the story and the truth

Of life itself.

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