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The Senses of Autum

September 25, 2013
By SpencerHagen GOLD, Westbrook, Connecticut
SpencerHagen GOLD, Westbrook, Connecticut
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The waves of colors on the trees all seem to disguise themselves,
The orchestra of the forest ring out between the oaks.
The crisp wind whips my nose and ears,
The new phase of the earth has begun.
A retribution phase where all mistakes are made new,
The changing leaves represent the lives that have passed on throughout the year.
The grass is stiff with the frozen dew of the morning,
The fruits on the trees are sparkling.
The sunsets of the days are more breathtaking in person,
A tranquil time of year where the world is reanimating itself.
The love that fills the air is overwhelming,
The imagination of young ones fills the streets with delight and happiness.
The tastes of autum shower my taste buds,
The sound of birds chirping in my head.
A wonderful and beautiful time of year that is like no other.



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