Fall's Forlorn Veil
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October celebrates color,
while November hosts Autumn's death.
And watches the leaves turn to muck
as brisk breezes frost each breath.
Skeletal trees; with arms outstretched,
stand naked at the end of Fall.
And squirrels scamper to stash their nuts,
before Winter winds pay a call.
The last migrating duck has fled,
and all the songbirds left as well.
And now the sun is not as bright,
Sol's fallen under Autumn's spell.
November dons Fall's forlorn veil,
woven from threads of freezing rain.
And Nature awaits winter's white
so She can look pristine again.
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