A leaf spirals down, a gentle fall, Carried by the breath of autumn, Crisp colors ignite the world, The sun bows low as daylight wanes, Nature’s surrender to the season, A tapestry of change takes flight.
- Lola Ridge
A leaf spirals down, a gentle fall, Carried by the breath of autumn, Crisp colors ignite the world, The sun bows low as daylight wanes, Nature’s surrender to the season, A tapestry of change takes flight.