Dancing shadows of leaves
In awe of autumn’s arrival
Colorful shades
Turning from bright green
To yellow and pink
Pumpkin orange
Then to soft rusty brown
Warm Sunshine beaming
Through the skeleton of the great Oak
All the while I’m wondering…
How could the transition
From this now, sleeping Summer
Be so damn glorious?
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Nature
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