Fall is kicking down the door
as summer slips away,
almost unnoticed,
like a whisper
floating in the wind.
A collage of colors
takes residence
upon the leaves
of the trees,
and the flowers
that were once
dominate in all
their glory have
laid their heads
low to the ground
like the
flightless ostriches
of Africa
when confronted
with danger.
Their times have
been spent,
and their seasons
have come
to an end.
Fall is rushing
in with great
leaps and bounds,
and the wind
blankets
Mother Earth
in all directions.
The mountains
seem taller
somehow, and
all the more
inviting,
and the sea
sings her song
as her tides
come barreling
onto the shore.
The days
are shorter,
and the nights
are cooler now.
This is Fall,
and this
is my favorite
time of the year.
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