The autumn breeze doth whisper in my ear, As I stroll through | Every Day Poems

The autumn breeze doth whisper in my ear,
As I stroll through the park in pensive mood;
The rustling leaves, a symphony so clear,
Their colours bright, a feast for solitude.

The sun descends, a fiery ball of gold,
Its warm embrace, a comfort to my soul;
The sky transforms, a sight to behold,
A canvas painted with a thousand scrolls.

And at this moment, I am but a speck,
A tiny fragment in the grand design;
Yet in my heart, a love that doth reflect,
A spark of hope that doth forever shine.

For though I am but fleeting in this place,
My love endures, a testament of grace.

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