Walking through this tall grass field
I see the breath October feels
Falling sunlight on falling leaves
Watching breath as I breathe
In early mourning I give my sigh
As my whole world meets falling sky
And in the middle of this mist
I feel a gentle falling kiss
October mourning I see your songs
A bird's lone chatter with jumping fawns
This field I walk holds all my peace
This fall time air inspires me
Painting thoughts with my own words
The leaves dance down and souls are heard
My changing seasons, you touch me so
For new beginings hold all my hope
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