The fading greens, the changing colors,
Rustling leaves, the whispering wind.

The bite of evening chill in the air,
Empty playground, a summer gone by.

Aimless clouds wandering in the sky,
Taking a cue from some restlessness soul.

The shrinking days, the darkening dusks
The harvested fields, the empty nests.

The green-less grass, the naked trees,
The birds flying home, the silent ponds.

Alas, for the beautiful rainbow on the horizon,
I could have called this an autumn melancholy!

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