The horizon is a tapestry
Always changing color
But never changing me
Soon, everything will sleep
And I will behold another change of season
Isolated from the world
Wrapped in a cloak of fog
A shroud of rain
Engulfing the scenery
As the leaves slowly fall
Burrowing to hide away
Never to see the light
Until the end of their big sleep
Stocking up on memories
To keep their dreams alive
After the fact
There's no turning back
It's such a solemn season
As the leaves fall to the ground
And dress the soil in black
So as the forest is ablaze
With shades of orange, yellow and red
And the scenery slowly dies
The melancholy of autumn is revealed
The scent of fallen leaves
Can't repel the sense of longing
For the love of the blossom of Spring
The sun sets on another October evening
Setting the clouds on fire
Watching the embers turn to the ash
Of another lonely night
It brings to mind the change of seasons
Leaves falling all around
I sit alone and watch the colors fade
As the season slowly
dies...
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