September winds blow,
Pale golden leaves float along.
Take my cares away.
Autumn Storms
Tag: Autumn
Tempus Fugit
Autumn sun bows low
Wizened man walks on alone
So few tomorrows
Migration
Winter nesting calls.
Gather friends and family.
Our journey begins.
Autumn Brightness
Grey-clouded autumn.
Silver threads of spider’s web
Hold crystal raindrops.
Autumn breezes blow
Autumn breezes blow
Golden leaves fly to and fro
Darker days are nigh
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