Bright autumnal mornings
Rustic afternoons
Dark skies at night a warning
Frosts are coming soon
To lay an ice veneer
Over rusty orange leaves
Black ice thin and clear
Slick the surface weaves
It winds to those who keep it
The colors daytime finds
Night time holds its secrets
and dark, draw down the blinds
… time not yet upon us
Lets rustle in the leaves
And make hay while the sun shines
In this brief autumnal weave
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