Autumn The season of flannel shirts With the buttons undone and The smell of pumpkin spice wafting through homes The season of over-sized sweaters and Leggings skin tight With an apple pie baking in the oven And a book held between lax fingertips The season of crisp mornings With leaves crunching beneath heavy boots A scarf pinned around a bare neck Hands shoved into large pockets The season of chilly evenings and Nights spent by the fireplace Cocooned by thick blankets and Yearning for comfort A season of death, or perhaps, a new beginning When the days grow shorter and The nights grow lonelier When the leaves stray too far from their branches. A season of depression and A tired mind Searching for the motivation to wait for the light and the warmth To return
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