Late Fall
Evening fades, as darkness descends to nightfall.
Days once long, now shortened by earth's cycles.
The evenings that once held warmth, now
descends into the summer's past.
The mornings bring forth pleasant chills.
For the new season is changing, to slumber.
So tired, she yearns for winter's bed.
Quickly falling asleep, as her greenery changes.
The fruits of the harvest, now stored in bins.
The trees become barren, while leaves cascade to the ground.
The rustic colors of fall, will soon be blanketed in white
Autumn, now awaits ,the new season.
10/15/12
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