Autumn in the Air

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I felt a chill and knew it’d come

he doth snuck in through the night

on glided rain through corn stalks stealth

a new feel to this dawn light.

 

Coloring as he made his way

green beans wave an aspen gold

birds sing brightly from pine perches

prepare for winter untold.

 

Vast pumpkin leaves unfold with grace

the harvest a blessed sight

glinted orange orbs of autumn hide

peering out to children’s delight.

 

Summer sun will still dance about

her familiar warmth a treat

but in the evening’s autumn mist

fall moves o’er farms on painted feet.