Autumn is upon us,
As leaves rearrange landscapes,
And change mountain escapes,
Into autumnal colors.
Reds, crimson, rust and gold.
God's handiwork to behold.
Bright and bold, beauty unfold.
Fall or autumn, crisp not cold.
And oh, the beautiful rainbow of colors,
God must have looked down and smiled.
And maybe, even laughed at purples,
Autumn has gone plum wild!
Rebecca Jones
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