As Autumn's Breeze
As Autumn's breeze starts to show its face
so does a gradual cooling of land begin.
Mottled colours of brown, green and golden
leaves drift down, spinning and twisting.
Bare branches start to appear as the trees
are stripped and scurrying insects hide
under the new piles. Still the sun tries
to hold back the clock to no avail.
Long dark nights and short days
take over as everything begins
to sleep and some to die off.
Long cold days now approach.
All too soon snow is in the air
soft fluffy flakes that drift down
blanketing the lands in pristine
white that glistens and sparkles
like precious gems strewn about.
Winter's icy breath now rules
and mortals huddle by the fire.
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