# Leaf fall

By [Untitled](https://paragraph.com/@0x77f484f2fcc911441ded4fe80ab3965d676ceb64) · 2024-01-24

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    The forest is like a painted tower,
    Lilac, gold, crimson,
    A cheerful, motley wall
    Standing above a bright clearing.
    Birch trees with yellow carving
    Glisten in the blue azure,
    Like towers, the fir trees are darkening,
    And between the maples they turn blue
    Here and there through the foliage
    Clearances in the sky, like a window.
    The forest smells of oak and pine,
    Over the summer it dried out from the sun,
    And Autumn is a quiet widow
    Enters his colorful mansion...

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*Originally published on [Untitled](https://paragraph.com/@0x77f484f2fcc911441ded4fe80ab3965d676ceb64/leaf-fall)*