Falling leaves

Falling leaves

Wind whistling lightly

Autumn brings

A tapestry reminding

Summer to lay its head 

down to rest

Mornings give our lungs 

First cloud of breath


Night holds the chill

Until morning breaks

Sun shines

Yet the temperature stays

Crisp as the air

Lifts to the skies

Spirit on the wind

Like our breath

Help us realize


Autumn is almost here.


09/04/25

clc



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