Turning away, I left with a sigh
As Autumn always made me cry
Yet in this season,
there is also beauty to find
In the stillness and whispers,
that linger behind
Autumn may bring a touch of despair
But it teaches us strength,
in the cold and crisp air
So, I will gather my thoughts,
and let my heart mend
For even in sorrows,
There's hope at the end.
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(complete)
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Silent Stories of Fall
PoetryThis poetry delves into themes of empathy, resonates with the plight of the leaves, feeling a connection to their fragility. Despite the melancholy, there is a journey toward acceptance and hope, suggesting that even in moments of despair, strength...
