Waiting for fall.
I stare out the window
on this crisp September day
waiting for the end of summer
and the first signs of autumn
dripping on the leaves
Blood red, antique gold
jack-o-lantern orange
raspberry magenta
brilliant flashes of life
before the long winter slumber
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