Autumn

Wind rustles the leaves on the trees.

Green.

Red.

Orange.

Yellow.

They float gently through the air

Dancing in the autumn breeze.

Colors of the wind.

Children dance in the warm season.

Peacefulness.

Bliss.

All enveloped in fall's embrace.

Yet the knowledge of impending winter brings silence to all.

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