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The simple joy of autumn leaves Warm, gold hues on a sullen creek The beauty of their short descent The ephemeral life we all are meant They fall onto the winter ground
Leaves do not whisper as they mutate cool of day Autumn ‘s chill greets Earth.
Did you forget last January? Memories fade like time But time returns, it finds you making merry While already planning to be new again next year