Rolling with a Breeze

I drift back

Thoughts tumble away

Leaves run chasing Sun

Chills dance in shadows

The change comes quickly

I drift away

Anticipation for color builds

Loothing the warmth leaving

Deep sapphire skies await

Leaves pale ready to change

I drift along

Embracing the crisp

Final flowers bloom brightly

The gentle breezes talk

I roll with them

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