Here It is my friends enjoy.

All the greens of life are fading away,
the orange of change is starting to come.
The trees in the wind are starting to sway,
all of this weather is making me glum.

The darkness of night is starting to fall,
it seems dismal when the winds start to blow.
But when it stops, to the sunrise I call,
and the radiant sun begins to glow.

The dazzling light gives me some reprieve,
gorgeous to behold, the blinding fall light.
In the beautiful light I must believe,
because the terrible dark gives a fright.

The illuminating sunrise is here,
For me to see the things that I hold dear.

Feel free to give me some feedback on it.

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