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Autumn in San Francisco
Nov 13, 2023
Autumn is in the air
crisp, balmy evening stroll
nostalgia in every step
as I meander through the grove.
Musty smell so familiar
each fallen leaf a feast for the earthworm,
trees shed their lush canopies
as the understory is born.
Autumn in San Francisco
nature’s treasured gift
endless days of fog forgotten
kissed by one glorious autumn mist.
The colors, scents, and sights blend
coalescing into a softness
where my memories live
where my heart speaks.
I shed a tear then two
so much beauty surrounds me,
speaks to me, touches me,
on this incandescent autumn eve.
