Whispers of Change

In autumn's gentle sigh, leaves cascade,

A tapestry of gold and red, nature's parade.

The air grows crisp, with whispers of change,

As life retreats, in colors so strange.

 

The sun, a weary traveler, bows low,

Casting long shadows with a radiant glow.

The world’s covered a cloak of amber and rust,

In fall's embrace, we trust and adjust.

 

A dance of transformation in every tree,

A bittersweet farewell, a promise to be free.

In fading light, we find beauty's grace,

In falls clasp, a fleeting embrace.

 

Nature's poetry, a chapter unwritten,

A season's tale, in colors smitten.

In autumn's arms, we find our place,

A moment's pause in life's eternal race.

Posted in response to the challenge Fall: Writing.

Cheesy_GarlicBread

CA

13 years old

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