Whispers of Autumn
Crimson leaves, a tapestry unfurls,
Autumn's whispers, in the wind it hurls,
Crisp air carries tales of trees grown old,
Whispers of secrets, in the rustling gold,
Nature's palette in hues of amber and red,
A symphony of whispers, by the season led,
As daylight wanes and shadows grow bold,
Autumn's tale in whispered stories told.

© Dove Windsor

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