Bleary-eyed blueness nudges through;
Teases away October haze.
Gently dries sparkles of dew,
Pin-points spun-webs' silken maze.Replaces fog duveting the land,
As it's clutched against the fields
Reluctant to let it go, as if disturbed
In sleep, to let it yield.
Reveals the day and what a Day!
Trees, shiver down their leaves;
Tumbling acrobats, from hued display
In colours magical, they weave;
Cascading from each trembling branch:
Their welcome now outstayed;
And rest in littered earthy mass:
No memory now of where they played.
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