Autumn
By
Win Rainer
Carefree days of summer have disappeared
In its place a new kind of beauty has appeared
Trees in all their glory, of reds and gold
Tossing their leaves down, the ground to enfold.
The wind whipping them into whirlwind gay
Cascading them, as if in play.
Autumn in a happy mood
Between summer and winter
A perfect interlude.
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