Seasons Change

As the wind blows through the trees,

the leaves take their chance, to be free.

 

Released from tentacles

that had tied them down,

the float in the air

before slowly turning brown.

 

The sun is trying to hide a way

behind the morning mist that wants to stay.

 

A cold chill now fills the air,

the sight of winter scarves is everywhere.

 

This bright day is the last of the year,

before the long dark nights

of winter inevitably appear.

woman lifting her head up
Photo by Martin Lopez on Pexels.com

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