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Whispers of Autumn
In cloaks of rust, the branches sway,
As whispered tales of autumn play,
Red leaves descend with grace so quiet,
A fleeting dance, nature's own riot.
They drift on sighs of chill embraced,
Each flutter tells of time not raced,
A crimson canvas on the ground,
Where echoes of the past resound.
Silent poems in the twilight weave,
Of sunlit days, we dare believe,
In every flutter, every spin,
The whispers of where we have been.
Scarlet Whispers
In the quiet of the fading light,
Scarlet whispers twist and twine,
Leaves of autumn take their flight,
Painting earth in hues divine.
Crisp air carries tales untold,
Each flutter, a gentle sigh,
Secrets in red, both warm and bold,
As nature bids the sun goodbye.
Beneath the boughs where silence weaves,
A carpet of history, soft and deep,
In every rustle, the heart believes,
In the poetry of the leaves we keep.
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