Shades Of Autumn

At last, a welcomed light Autumn breeze,
whistling passed steepled roofs,
gently lifting branches of the bowing sycamore trees
lining dull gray sidewalks still toasty warm
from the sweltering heat of the day before.
Departing summer flees threads of deep purple
leaching westward from the eastern sky,
inky streams clawing their way into lighter shades of dusk.
The new season has cast her dye.

~ Luther Lynton Seahand ~

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