November serenade
the stream meanders
its ribbon rippling under a tired sun
that time seems to have forgotten
yet the afternoon warmth
exudes its ambrosial cachet
in the most gracious of manners
meanwhile a september breeze
gently rustles playful leaves
that have begun to turn
and autumn most willingly
parades in robes of elegance
with multicoloured jewels
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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