In autumn's gentle sigh, leaves cascade,
A tapestry of gold and red, nature's parade.
The air grows crisp, with whispers of change,
As life retreats, in colors so strange.
The sun, a weary traveler, bows low,
Casting long shadows with a radiant glow.
The world’s covered a cloak of amber and rust,
In fall's embrace, we trust and adjust.
A dance of transformation in every tree,
A bittersweet farewell, a promise to be free.
In fading light, we find beauty's grace,
In falls clasp, a fleeting embrace.
Nature's poetry, a chapter unwritten,
A season's tale, in colors smitten.
In autumn's arms, we find our place,
A moment's pause in life's eternal race.
Posted in response to the challenge Fall: Writing.
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