Red, crimson
swirling down
All around me
the colors of the sunset fly
Fly, fly
Down, around,
surround, abound
They float and
dance
The dance of
the wind
The waltz of
the winter coming
Coming
Cold and dead
but living color
Gold, rich and
precious flying away
Gold of the sky
falling to earth
Silent rush of
Fall
Autumn unfurls
its beauty
All around me
dancing
Breeze brushes
past
Sinking,
floating, drifting
Friends parted
Hearts broken
Their day is
done
The year is
fading into night
Shadows fall
Cold seeps into
the earth like the whisper of a coming silence
Falling, tryst
with the past
Prisoner to the
future
They fly far,
the colors of the season
Their sorrow
and laughter rings in the air
Crisp and
bright
The Tree lets
go her children
The wind
welcomes them
The journey of
Autumn is begun.
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