Autumn
As the golden mist of the crispy leaves fall
We watch as they blow in the wind
We hear the birds sing and chirp in the early morning
We hear the pitter patter of the rain braise the window
Oh so silently in the still of the autumn night
Peaceful, silent, just the nature at its finest
The stars sparkle and twinkle as the sun goes down
Oh autumn you are welcome🍁
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