NaPoWriMo 30: Farewell

Farewell, dear autumn,
With your trees, bright in color.
The breezes, once warm, have turned their backs,
On heat and sun and cozy.
They've changed sides,
To winter, they flew.
Trees shed their summer garments,
And stretch their limbs,
Up to the great, grey sky.

Ah, yes.
Farewell, dear autumn.

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