Written 26 August 2026
Placed Seventh in : 1496 August-Sept No. 1 Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
Syllable count checked on howmanysyllables.com
wild winds start to sigh dancing leaves in hurried swirl nature's ballet grand golden leaves descend whispering secrets to earth a gentle farewell sunlight, softer now paints the world in amber hues nature's final blush geese fly overhead a journey to distant lands their calls mount to sky pumpkins in the field waiting for joyful harvest sweetness from the soil apples ripe and sweet juice drips down the eager chin taste of autumn's joy longer shadows creep as the day begins to wane peace rests in the soul scent of wood smoke drifts carried on the crisping air old memories stirred misty mornings rise veils of white across the land quiet beauty seen crisp air fills the lungs a cleansing breath for the soul preludes winter`s hold.
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