For so long I have been waiting on you my dear,
open windows, a weary breeze sweeps in and out,
recollecting starlit summer nights and racous laughter,
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The onset of autumn brings in a riot of colours. But, that they " hide decades of decay" goes un-noticed. A litter poignant, as the fall is, in spite of its fancy colours.
It is a gift that you indeed noticed this subtle reference to the decay beneath the colour play, haha, it is such an interesting perspective as you mention it now: fall being a litter poignant
For me, the fall is always "harbinger of maladies" because my asthma aggravates in winter
thank you for sharing, It is not good to hear that but I can relate. The humid, thick air, especially in the woods, it is not the best weather for unconstricted breathing