
In whispered hues of amber light,
The leaves cascade, a gentle flight,
Crisp air carries a fragrant tune,
As autumn dances with the moon.
Scarlet bursts and golden trails,
Nature’s brush paints vibrant tales,
Each leaf a story, old and wise,
Falling softly from the skies.
Beneath the trees, a quilt is laid,
A patchwork bright where dreams are played,
Children laugh, and crunch they tread,
In this golden tapestry spread.
As daylight wanes and shadows grow,
The world wraps in a warm, soft glow,
Embracing change, the cycle’s call,
In every leaf, we find it all.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie
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