In fall, a season dear to me, Birch display gold coin leaves Shimmering in the autumn breeze. I stroll in the mountains, Listening to a crunch beneath my feet, Parchment, once a leaf, Withering away to winter’s Sleep. Leaf and I, in a winter dream Share visions of spring, Resurrection of life, Joy it will bring Time for growth, Time to bloom Then sleep again beneath fall’s moon.
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