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dabbings of yellow, an occasional

red, a forty degree drop overnight,

the trees and temps are turning

like lemmings to the sea.

early leaf drops scatter the ground,

the air sniffs crisper, the sky a little grayer,

the eye grasps with practice and percept

patterns beneath that vein through all.

spring beginnings and summer heat over,

the maturity of autumn limns a time of wisdom

and wholeness, the goodness of rest with

knowledge, steppings out with toughened feet.

lipping light rainfall sheds solace now in a world

made all the more beautiful by its passing of time.

yellows, reds, even crispy drieds, the beauty surrounds

us as the daylight fades earlier.

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