as autumn arrives

the quietness of autumn-gold beams hit the leaves

luminescent leaves of autumn

the full moon lingers near

orange in its slow, low rise

cream in its height

the chill hints that autumn is here

casting its shadows, telling its stories

stories of these old hills — where we are from

nothing new under the sun

draw close and stay warm

good things await…

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