The cool misty morning
The fog descends
A chill stirs
As autumn begins
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The dew dries up
With the summer heat
The orange leaves
Crunch under my feet
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Loose dresses
Turn to woolen sweaters
This time of the year
Everything gets better
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Baked goods
Warm drinks
Just soak the dishes
In the kitchen sink
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Take it slow
Nowhere to go
Sit on the couch
And watch a show
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Apple ciders
And pumpkin spice
Linger in the air
Through autumn's night
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My garden shrivels
The weeds die down
Nothing left to do
But meander the town
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Open windows
Rain rushes in
Light my candles
Evenings about to begin
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The things unfinished
This summer season
Doesn’t seem to matter
It has no reason
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Soon the bright hues
Will turn to white
Another season
To just sit tight
About the Creator
Amy
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