September

Tokens of loss summer days

The colours fade to rusted hues.

Here in dying embers

We wait, for Autumn days;

Slowly changing colours

Slowly morphing sky

Crispness in the air

The wind transposes us

To new September sky.

 

Winter isn’t too far behind.

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