Cooler breezes blow around
Whispering coolness with their sound
Autumn's artwork...fills the air
Tiny icicles are everywhere
Now the skies so bright so blue
Hold a coldness: this is true;
For the season's turned around
Chilling plants and trees and ground
If you breathe, your breath you'll see
Like a woven tapestry
Ice will form and create a scene
Across the sill and grass ungreen
Take the time to hear and know
All that this season has to show
In the heart and in the mind
Inhale the beautifulness that you find
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