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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2171489
A poem about Autumn and the bountiful gifts it brings.
Leaves of vivid colors blowing around,

winds of gentle breeze whisper a sound.

Yellow, amber, scarlett, russet, and green,

this season a sight worthy to be seen.

Feuille-morte, autumn's withered leaves fade,

a piece of art on the ground displayed.

A picturesque view like many famous rococo's,

a perfect time to enjoy the warmth of hot cocoa's

A hint of crisp cool air gives us a clue

that around the corner awaits winters dew.

Warm pumpkin loaf for your neighbor's and friends,

such delightful gifts this harvest sends.

Always joyous when this time commences,

the smell of fall rain engages the senses.

A crackling fire to warm your toes,

and a pumpkin spice latte to tickle your nose.

Comfy knit sweaters ready to come out of hiding,

a time to be thankful and wish others good tiding.

The sunset hues are brilliant to see

and the mountains of color, seen passing tree to tree.

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