Leaves with colors so bold,
A sight quite precious to behold.
Fallen from the ancient trees,
they sway and dance in a gentle breeze.
Their hues of red, orange, and gold,
keep lovely stories yet untold.
Their beauty lasts for just a while,
As they slowly fall in a pile.
Their rustling whispers fill the air,
A melody so calm and fair.
The crunching sound beneath our feet,
the trickling of a nearby creek.
The leaves keep falling day by day,
as their colors slowly fade away.
Yet, memories of their vibrant shades,
in our hearts forever remain ingrained.
Autumn leaves with colors so bold,
They make us smile, and our hearts they hold.
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Midnight Confessions
PoetryUnveiling the raw truths of growing up under the cloak of midnight. Midnight Confessions is a poetry collection that delves into the messy, beautiful journey of growing up. Of what it feels like being in the moment, feeling the a gut-wrenching heart...
