Dreary dawn
Chilled, raw
When gray clouds
Cover blue skies
And diminish the light
That warms

Restless winds
Blow to a rhythm
A howl
Unheard, a whisper
Past your ears

Leaves fall
Spiraling down
A silent death
In colors splendid
Orange, red and yellow
Mask the dull
Of a colorless day

 

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