Autumn Storm

Leaves, twisting, dancing
in a silent ballet

Wind's soft melody
sings a sweet lullaby

The quick talking brook
tells me a story so dear

Clouds roll through the sapphire sky
chasing their tails in a meaningless game

The sun shows its bright face playing along
the moon hides and naps waiting for night

Storms of the past echo today
a way to remember my forest friends say

The song bird laughs and soars so high
I find myself whisper a silent goodbye

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