White The air grows crisp, the leaves take flight, | English Poetry

"White The air grows crisp, the leaves take flight, October whispers in soft twilight. Golden hues in the fading sun, A season's end, a journey begun. The trees shed stories, old and new, A quiet dance in skies of blue. Embrace the change, for all is right, In autumn's calm and peaceful light. ©Ajita Bansal"

 White The air grows crisp, the leaves take flight,
October whispers in soft twilight.
Golden hues in the fading sun,
A season's end, a journey begun.

The trees shed stories, old and new,
A quiet dance in skies of blue.
Embrace the change, for all is right,
In autumn's calm and peaceful light.

©Ajita Bansal

White The air grows crisp, the leaves take flight, October whispers in soft twilight. Golden hues in the fading sun, A season's end, a journey begun. The trees shed stories, old and new, A quiet dance in skies of blue. Embrace the change, for all is right, In autumn's calm and peaceful light. ©Ajita Bansal

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