Autumn’s Lullaby

Across a sea of golden grass
The wind whistles beneath a brumous sky
And drifting past the trees it sings
A lonely autumn’s lullaby

She dances to a woozy waltz
A bold admission of denial
Of the pernicious vicissitudes of life
And sends them away a thousand miles

The leaves turn to an ember glow
They burn with passion, with desire
Alas, such moments are forever fleeting
A frosty breeze douses the fire

And I dive into the wistful winter
With the painful secrets I struggle to keep
I fear I’ve become too weak and weary
As autumn’s lullaby soothes me to sleep.

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