I stumbled upon you

Huddled, under the

Fragrant air of autumn

Chilled, from the frost

Of November’s morn

Beauty, frozen in time

You called to me

Soft, sweet melodies

Of voices intertwined

A chorus, in harmony

With the earth below

And the sky above

A lullaby, singing,

Of winter’s approach

 

 

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