Midnight Majesty
Autumn's colors dance in the dawn's light,
A symphony of red, orange, and gold, so bright.
The leaves, they fall, like nature's own delight,
Gently drifting down, with a soft, sweet flight.
Barren branches stretch towards the sky,
Their limbs, now bare, reaching high.
The dried leaves crunch beneath our feet,
As winter's chill begins to seep.
The new light dawns, with a crisp, clean glow,
Bringing forth the winter's snow.
The autumn leaves, they fall so fast,
As winter's icy grip will last.
But for now, let us bask in the glory,
Of autumn's colors, so bright and bold.
Let us revel in the beauty of the season,
As the leaves fall, and the winter's cold.
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