Breezes whisper through this place
Autumn is coming: it's so clear
Cooler weather is drawing near.
Colorful flowers start to fade
Dropping seeds: hope's displayed
Tomorrow's blossom beneath the dirt
All awaiting a Spring rebirth.
Sombering songs and quiet rest
Speak a welcome to earth's guest
Fall is starting to sing her rhyme
Mysteries are opening up to time.
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