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Aug 2014
Autumn.
The mood is changing,
the temperature is slowly cooling,
yet the fiery leaves bring warmth.
Strange how the dying leaves
bring beauty to our surroundings.
Early in the morning,
the air is crisp and comforting.
The smell of hot apple cider
drifts throughout the house.
Looking out the big window,
the wind is dancing
with the delicate tree branches.
The leaves are slowly letting go
of what they once called home.
The foggy air
looked calming,
while drops of rain
fell from the sky.
**Autumn. A time of year that makes you realize that change isn't so bad after all.**
Jessica Kolb
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