In autumn,
having done their good work,
leaves celebrate
what has been and will come
and embrace the season
with shades of gold, orange and red.
Some hang on,
rattling faintly through wind and rain,
to punctuate the coming starkness,
others, explode in fiery color,
deserting branches overnight
to blanket the ground with their warmth.
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A beautiful and timely verse!