Autumn arrives
like an experienced robber,
Grabbing the green stuff
Then cunningly grabbing his tracks
5. with a multitude
Of colourful distractions
And the wind,
The wind is his accomplce
Putting a air of chaos
10. into the careful diversions
So the branches shakes
And dead leaves are suddenly blown
In the faces of inquisitive strangers
The theft chills the world
15. changes the temper
Till a normally placid sky
Glows red with a quiet rage.
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