THE FALL

The leaves are changing color again;
A soundless change resulting from the cold.
The beginning is most enchanting.
In the end they pull the blankets tighter;
Searching for a warmth the earth desires.
Children frolic among these earthtones;
Unaware of the coldness engulfing them.
They are lost in the beauty of innocence.
In the end the children cry;
Suffering from the strains of the fall.

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