Autumn breathes the last gasps of the season,
as leaves of brown and gold drift from the treetops –
a blanket of decaying warmth.
Grey skies steal the color from the day,
mourning the end of another time of year.
The darkness envelopes and caresses
lulling the earth to sleep,
held in the cradle of the slough.
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