A Lonely Season
Crisp chills of air betwixt the leaves;
Uninterrupted,their autumnal descent.
Shed from clusters of molting trees,
Color fades from limbs barren and bent.
Branches shiver in the shifting wind,
Foretelling colder times to come.
Wynorrific,a blood red moon
Strikes fear into the hearts of some.
Dreary clouds adorn the sky,
As mist enshrouds the ground.
Moonlight shadows cast ambient
Cascades of darkness all around.
Loneliness seems surrounding
Throughout this season of change.
Twysts and Turns of Time
Make no two years the same.
Though ever-changing in its nature,
Autumn holds a coveted place
Midst two giants of hot and cold;
A perfect meld of temperate solace.
Hence is Autumn's epitome:
Change and Desolace reign king;
Of Winter's deathly grip
The prophetic winds do sing.
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