Final song of fall

Warmth in the air,
Sunlight twinkling on the water,
Leaves shout one last hurrah.

The trees are mostly bare,
Preparing to welcome winter.
Solitary leaves flutter down,
Landing softly on the water.

I breathe in the calm
And settle down further,
Delighting in the final song of leaves overhead,
Mourning their last serenade.

In the coming weeks, they will be silent,
Having left their homes,
Buried under snow and ice,
Trapped on the lake and forced downward into the water.

The birds have flown,
Their chirping missing from the trees.

The remaining leaves frantically wave,
Seeking to make up for the missing birds,
Seeking to sing the final song of fall.


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