Crimson leaves fall, a farewell, Autumn’s breath, a sigh of release, Nature transitions, in shades of gold, Whispers of winter linger, inevitable, In the cycle of life, each ending A promise of renewal, ever entwined.
- Maria Luisa Spaziani
Crimson leaves fall, a farewell, Autumn’s breath, a sigh of release, Nature transitions, in shades of gold, Whispers of winter linger, inevitable, In the cycle of life, each ending A promise of renewal, ever entwined.