Possibly the last day of autumn
I can hear the swan song already
From these beautifully colored leaves
Fragile,they keep falling everyday 
Even by a slight breeze of the season
All over the grounds - so dry.
But for few more days , I know
They'll still have life inside
And with the wind ,
They shall play with each other
Making melodies , sounds
Harmonies.And may be
During these moments
They will be living the best days,
Best days of their lives
Before the fall.
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