New Tints
The land wraps up in a warm coat
Around the shoulders of the hills
The trees went out to get a new doo
Angry red leaves riding on the wind
Laser crimson leaves missile into your face
Stubborn ginger leaves cling to branches
Try to pry the twig from my cold dead stem
Fierce orange leaves try to burn the world
Crackling flames dancing in the storm
Lazy yellow leaves ambling in the breeze
Deep purple leaves dancing to the beat
Leaping to crowd surf the pile with ecstasy
Retired rusty leaves huddled in drifts
Waiting together slowly breaking down
Until everyone is buried in white
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