Written on October 21, 2025
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In so few words, Autumn leaves her poetry On the silent breath of a prayer Prayed by a soul who can hear The voice of heaven In each crumbling leaf Listen to her voice As she prays, mumbling phrases In rhythms of grace, Dewy eyed expressions of life Rising from the melancholy Sung by gentle praises In so few words, Autumn sings her song Stirring the distant prayers Of a heart who won’t go wrong A soul who sees through the years The blessing of heartfelt tears. Crisp leaves write their verse In the kindness of a bouncing squirrel In the warmth of hearth In the moon who knows she’s loved In the sun who remembers Autumn’s ink is forever kindled By the prayers of her gentle whispers
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