One by one, leaves twist and twirl in the air

while tree branches start to show.

Leaves delicately depart, off with the wind they go

until all the tree limbs are bare.

.

The burning orange and red of the leaves

and yellow as rich as gold,

contrasts with the bitter cold

that finds its way in the breeze.  

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And soon this small beach town

will be left desolate and alone, 

as it’s visitors return home