Turning Leaves

dissolving summers yield a muted sheen

and drawn-out shadows over meadows sprawl;

like dappled sunlight, golden peppered  green,

the newly turning leaves sketch hints of fall,

in subtle hues at first, to softly blend

and blur the edge of treasured memories

with paths uncharted, yet to comprehend,

still ruffled by the scent of last night's breeze.

An autumn palette, growing ever deep,

brings ochre, reds and russets from the past,

a richly coloured crop of times to reap

and weave a tapestry to ever last.

 

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