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The lime green maple
So bright in the sun
A foil to the cornflower
Blue of the sky
A freshness to the air today
And just a hint of autumn
In the turning of the leaves
We are on the edge of things again
I'm noticing the quietness of the moss
The Swifts have flown,
And Swallows and Martins
are gathering in crowds
Bit high above us all.
noble dark and singing
In deep and clear tones
The lofty Raven watches
As the wide world turns
@matty7w What a beautiful description of a transition beginning to unfold. I enjoy all the seasons, but autumn has a special place in my soul.