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Trees
are almost barren
Yet
there's music in the breeze
Of
leaves that twirl a symphony
Of
Autumn's song achieved
Soft
the wind that's flowing
With
leaves in greatest dance
Ballet
of the season
God's
gift of love enhanced
Heart
and mind in motion
Of
season's grand devotion
Of
colors that are varied
Together
all now married
Walking
through this splendor
With season
of September
Filling
me with wonder
Of grandest spell I'm under
Take the time for sharing
The love that Autumn's wearing
Upon the ground in slumber
With colors all asunder
Fill my soul with glory
Of nature's finest story
Our resting for a reason
With thrill of every season.
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