Written 23 August 2026 for Autumn`s Breath Poetry Contest sponsored by Regina Mcintosh
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The air starts to shift and turn cool A gentle whisper, nature's rule A softer light begins to gleam Reflecting in a sleepy stream A scent of earth, a hint of frost Where summer's vibrant bloom is lost The sun descends in golden haze Through shortening of passing days A silent setting starts to weave That only souls who watch believe The trees in robes of russet dressed Their leafy crowns now put to test The fields are bare, the harvest done A resting time for everyone The scent of wood smoke starts to rise Beneath the vast darkening skies A comfort lies in the night`s chill As the cool breeze stands deeply still. This autumn breath, prelude to frost, To winter`s advent, never lost.
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