Sappy Seasonal Poem ~ Autumn
autumn infuses everything,
assaulting all my senses
like retail christmas ~
starting in september, but
unnoticed after a couple months
autumn's colors, though, appear
both more brilliant and more muted
than the red and green of fake holly
the wind blows leaves to crunch
underfoot, as well as the
warmth from my ears
soon enough the ground will be
covered with fallen frozen flakes
for now, though, the lightest frost
burning off at the first hint of sunlight
is enough to take us
gently toward winter
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