autumn in strideA Poem by Periaca seasonal piecedo you greet the cinnamon autumn with regret? now our forest hikes obscured with ailing leaves in various rotten color chilled in damp mornings
may we pray for brittle sunny days with the claps of those same leaves welcoming us to their dale
theres a breeze heavy in season accented with pepper fingering through your lovely hair
lets laugh together around a warm apple pie leaking with steamy juices
us ornamented in comforters of down and sunday
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