the Fall of Autumn
Scarves wrap around necks,
Warm creases, delicate stitches,
Shrouding life with fire.
Yellow, orange, and red leaves fall.
It is cold and damp.
Put in my place.
Shiver.
Place my input, damp and cold.
Is it?
Fall leaves, red and orange, yellow; fire with life.
Shrouding stitches, delicate creases,
Warm necks, a round wrap.
Scarves.
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