
Threads of fire, threads of gold,
stories in silence, patiently told.
Branches etch lines through the season’s refrain,
stitching the memory of leaf and grain.
A patchwork of whispers, a quilt of the sky,
where moments unravel with a mercurial sigh.
In copper and amber, the fading year weaves,
its tapestry bound in the breath of the leaves.

~ Morgan C. Morgan
Writer of light, shadow, and the stories between.
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A beautiful poem, Morgan.
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Thanks V 🙂 Autumn is my fav time of year 🙂
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