Autumn…by Jessie 9/05
Autumn, the days visit shortly and the earth sighs
The winds tide changes dropping from the north
Crisp; clean, awakening
Leaves rustle high, amongst the outstretched arms of each branch
One last dance, then in an exhausted state, drops
Carried ever so gently on whispered winds
A blanket of colors tucks in the ground
Eclectic tapestry, colors and shapes
Shuffled feet reweaving
Cinnamon smells and autumn leaves, permeate the air
Aromas lure forgotten times
Innocent and pure
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
Autumn…by Jessie 9/05
Autumn, the days visit shortly and the earth sighs
The winds tide changes dropping from the north
Crisp; clean, awakening
Leaves rustle high, amongst the outstretched arms of each branch
One last dance, then in an exhausted state, drops
Carried ever so gently on whispered winds
A blanket of colors tucks in the ground
Eclectic tapestry, colors and shapes
Shuffled feet reweaving
Cinnamon smells and autumn leaves, permeate the air
Aromas lure forgotten times
Innocent and pure
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