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Falls’ breath exhales a cold plea,

urging creatures sleep once more,

for the kiss of morning sunshine

no longer melts thy frosty white coat,

nor warms away nights shiver.

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Cold bitter winds wait impatient,

eager to strip bare the trees raiment,

in swirling jumbles of gold and red.

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Autumns’ chilled spreading dark,

smothers a pale fading light,

as a withered summer

surrenders to certain death.

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Now sleep mother earth,

beneath winters icy mantle.

Hide those that slither and scurry,

burrowed into thy protective womb.

Sleep long and deep,

dreaming of springs’ rebirth.