Seasons Change and So Do I

fall trail

Swatches of blood orange, umber and canary yellow plaster green leaves like careless strokes from a painter’s brush. The last of summer’s dust carries the sunset’s rays deep into the thicket, and wind whips at my hair, no longer June’s gentle breeze. Weary of the year’s travels, I return home in autumn.


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