The leaves change colors
to start the season.
I walk an empty hull your
heart the reason.
The harvest moon fills,
passionate and true.
Soon the air chills;
It’s fall, and I miss you.
When you’re away I might
compare to autumn trees,
because I miss you like
the branches miss the leaves.
The summer sun has fled.
With it, you’ve gone too.
ahead, there’s only dread.
It’s fall, and I miss you.
Closure for new beginning 🍁🍂
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