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The Other F-Word

   
This morning in mourning  
As the sun warms, slowly rising  
Rays glisten against the crystals  
Clumped up molecular holdings  
Desperately forming life  
The first bite of Winter’s Frost  
Coating blades of grass and rooftops  
The leaves are gracefully falling  
Without even a breeze  
They end their life now willingly  
As they make the plunge to their earthly grave  
Permanent home of season’s ending  
Can’t help but hear what they have to say  
Autumn's voice crinkling and crunching underfoot  
Winter is encroaching  
 
Written by nightbirdblue (enbyblue)
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