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Epic Autumn
Golden threads
of sunlight weaves
A paisley pattern
through Autumn leaves
Points of light
splayed upon the ground
Play tag and caper
without a sound
Capricious days
Of Autumn play
Upon stage
of frost and light
In drama writ
by Nature’s hand
Directed…
With season’s might
Summer’s past,
now tis Autumn’s time
While Winter waits watching
in the wings
Drama played
in fen and glade
While Nature’s
chorus sings
Falling leaves limned
By the golden sun
The curtain closes
The show is done
A spectacle of epic proportions
Starring the spectacular trees
with a supporting cast of millions
…Of artistic, autumn leaves…
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