Every year,
The leaves change
Every year,
The colour inside comes alive
Every year,
The leaves change.
The Mother has done beautifully,
The Natural occurance always brings everyone joy.
The way the now different leaves sway with the Autumn breeze.
The way the wind becomes crisp
When the Sun falls to sleep earlier for the Moon to come out and play.
I wonder how the Moon feels around this time of year.
When it is more present, for everyone to marvel at.
For everyone to see.
The Moon God is probably more happy, because it is his time to shine.
In this time of Year.
In Autum
About the Creator
Jaqueline Grenier
I always felt like there were colours all around my head, I needed a way to put them down into paper. Brain going 1000 mi per second, I can put down my thoughts with ease. With several books on the horizon, my future seems bright again.
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