Autumn is my favorite season, of course.
In autumn’s lair, the world transforms,
Pumpkins, ripe orange, the perfect form.
Warm coffee, hazy sunshine, the perfect blend,
Back to school, new beginnings, let’s not pretend.
The leaves, fall colors, fire in the trees,
They say nothing lasts forever, but oh, this, it seems.
Brisk air, the day dwindles, the night creeps on,
The world prepares, for winter’s croon.
And as we curl, under cozya feeling of warmth and comfort, suggesting softness, relaxation, or homeliness clothes,
The world bustles, as December slows,
For autumn is the bridge, the time between,
Summer’s heat and winter’s gleam
a bright or shiny appearance : FOUND IN : Land of the Moon - GLOSSARY CARDS.
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