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Autumn, I Miss You
I yearn for the November breeze
As it caresses and reddens my cheek
Ash and smoke whose scents can aspire
Sickly sweet notions of the ritual bonfire
Nature is shedding its Summer clothes
Brown leaf carpet which has almost frozen
Embrace the dark which falls premature
Wandering through forests and stalking allure
Collecting the leaves and discarded tree bark
Oh how I would love this eternal dark
© Eli Tudor
As it caresses and reddens my cheek
Ash and smoke whose scents can aspire
Sickly sweet notions of the ritual bonfire
Nature is shedding its Summer clothes
Brown leaf carpet which has almost frozen
Embrace the dark which falls premature
Wandering through forests and stalking allure
Collecting the leaves and discarded tree bark
Oh how I would love this eternal dark
© Eli Tudor
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