Autumn Leafs
Golden, crusty leaves falling softly from almost bare trees.
Lifting and falling in a hushed gentle breeze,
Slowly dropping to the soft moist ground.
They rise and fall in the cool, crisp air.
It's a time of change in this world we share,
Nature's importance reflecting our own lives,
Letting go of our fears and again, too, we shall thrive.
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