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Autumn's Breath
About the time the Equinox arrives,
something stirs inside me and wonder revives.
In waning rays of summer’s sunlight,
the leaves once green magically ignite.
Then along mountains, trees are ablaze!
I know I’ve seen the last of summer’s days
Eye candy for the soul are hues both soft and bold:
from amber and russet to scarlet and gold.
Autumn exhales, and the leaves break free.
Like children they twirl as if with great glee.
Deep purples and pinks streak twilight skies.
Painting God’s splendor, they fill up my eyes.
Harvest time comes and the crops in each field
bear proof of a generous God with their yield.
Fall sings a song of wind whistling low;
the crackle of bonfires; the caw of a crow.
In Autumn’s sweet breath, so fresh and giving,
I find gratitude and gladness in living.
I wish fall would linger because she brings bliss
till cold touches my lips with a snow-wet kiss.
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