Photo by Joseph Barrientos on Unsplash
The leaves fall gently to the ground,
Their colors changing, swirling 'round.
From green to gold, to red and brown,
A sight to see, a stunning gown.
The air is crisp, the sky so blue,
A season of change, so grand and new.
The breeze whispers, through the trees,
A time of harvest, a time of ease.
The world transforms, before our eyes,
A time to reflect, to slow the pace.
A season of joy, a time of grace,
A time of beauty, in every place.
A time to reflect, to slow the pace.
A season of joy, a time of grace,
A time of beauty, in every place.
A time to reflect, to slow the pace.
A season of joy, a time of grace,
A time of beauty, in every place.
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