Writer1326

In the crisp embrace of my russet leaf patch, 
a Queen Bee reigns supreme, Her presence unmatched. 
Her saintly swarm rustles me, yet I am blessed, 
for She brings forth the chilly scent of ember rest. 

As the autumn breeze gently caresses my skin, I embark on a journey of love and longing. As the sun sets upon the autumn sky, I embrace the melancholy beauty of fading memories.