Autumn, the completion of springtime promises and summer dalliances
With brilliant finale hues of gold, orange, and red
Nature announces, "Let's party ere we go to bed!"
No more tiny green shoots or flowers
No more lawn mowing and sun bathing by the hour
Just shorter and cooler back to work filled days
With gusty winds that have come to play
I open the windows and let the fresh autumn breeze
Fill my senses with feelings that please
My soul and its longing for calm and cleansing
From past angers and issues
Instead of continuing are now ending
They, like the autumn leaves, are falling away
And blowing down the court by the winds of this day
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