A chiseled wind
cuts through the trees,
like a knife slicing a tart.
As Mother Nature strips
like Gypsy Rose Lee,
in prelude to a new seasons start.
Discarding her coat
of many colors,
in a graceful abandon of life.
She tosses her adornments
upon hardening ground,
enjoying life's freedom from strife.
A melodious rustle of branches
patter out a rhythmic beat,
harmonize with the whistling breeze.
While lullabies sung
in the evening light,
are echoing through the trees.
The cataclysm of changes
in the beautiful Autumn light,
are occurring every day.
While the busy Sandman
sprinkles the land,
preparing its slumbering way.
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