Days are getting shorter now
A chill invades the air.
Skies turn grey ejecting blue
Clouds tossed here and there
Sea breeze cracks her icy whip
The waves rise up and foam
A seagull rides the winds on high
Migrating birds fly home
Trees shake leaves to forest floor
Cascading colours down
I watch the Summer slowly change
Into her Autumn gown
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