Fall I Yearn
Leaves are floating
upon the breeze
As they let loose of
their tight hold
Trees awaiting
the winter freeze
Colors of golden,red
orange so bold
Nights becoming a
bit more chilled
Yet the stars won't
release the night skies
Autumns moonlight
melts onto the fields
The breeze now
whispers with sighs
Beauty within each
of the seasons
As they bow and
take their turn
Recalling all the
many reasons
Falls elegance I
will always yearn
Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2019
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