The calming breeze relaxing as it begins swiling around,

With a amazing sunsets rolling low in the sky,

Autumn is on its way as the signs are starting to show,

Birds are startining to flock together in one formation,

Ready to go on there journy south into the unknown,

Scurrying smaller creatures prepare for the well deserved sleep,

Storing food before they pass into hibernastion,

Autumn is the last season that counts whereby everything needs to be perfected,

As time moves closer things begin to dramaticly slow down,

With everything is as well as it can be creatures begin to vanish,

The majority will not bee seen again till spring,

Not all will make it back as mother nature intends it to be that way.


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