June 23, 2010
By Anonymous

Multihued and crisp, they fell
Their tint vanishes with months of decay
A renaissance is in progress
The coppery palette of fall
Falls into itself and
transforms into the cool tones of winter.
The crisp wind becomes biting
gray presents itself as endless
huddling for warmth.
Friendly comfort.
Nimble fingers wrapped in wool
Show their true colors in
The quiet radiance.

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