As leaves turn gold and crimson,
Underneath a crisp, cool sky,
Trees whisper stories of change,
Unveiling nature’s soft goodbye.
Morning mist dances on the ground,
Nurturing the earth as it sleeps, profound.
Whispers of the frost-kissed air,
In every flake, a story rare.
Nights grow longer, stars shine bright,
Tales of warmth in flickering light.
Endless skies of deepening gray,
Radiate hope for a springtime day.
Softly the blossoms begin to unfold,
Painting the landscape in hues bright and bold.
Rays of sunshine warm the earth’s gentle embrace,
Inviting all creatures to dance in this space.
nature awakens, rich with life and cheer,
Gracing the world with a promise of a new year.
Sunshine spills its golden rays,
Underneath the vibrant skies,
Melodies of laughter play,
Memories we cherish rise.
Evenings draped in twilight’s glow,
Rivers dance as breezes flow.
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