Autumn's Turning

The air is crisp
But I can smell the snow
Leaves swirl underfoot 
As cold winds blow

The aching cold 
Comes sure and strong
It matches my heart
In melancholy song

I miss the sun
But welcome the moon
Its light is soft
So gently spun 

The birds fly away
The animals sleep
The flowers curl up 
And burrow down deep

The seasons turning
Marching straight ahead
It’s sad at times
But joy will spread
 
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