Gazing up at a graying sky
That hides the golden sun
Sighing as the birds fly by
And wishing I was one

Watching the squirrels frolic
Among the rustling leaves
That fall to the ground incessantly
From my backyard trees

Feeling the breeze upon my face
On this dreary autumn day
Taking in the beauty around me
And all that it portrays

 

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