Beguiled
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Nature dons Her best multicolored shawl
as the days shorten and the nights grow long.
And squirrels stash stores of nuts in the Fall,
for they know that Winter will soon be along.
Geese skedaddle south in the night like thieves,
fleeing from the inevitable cold.
And green, peridot, and emerald leaves,
morph into orange, amber, red, and gold.
Frost chisels abstract art on windowpanes,
sculpting surreal shards of frozen breath.
While Autumn gathers October's remains,
weaving a splendiferous shroud for Death.
And November draws colors like a child
with waxen crayons, leaving you beguiled.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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