There comes a whisper on the wind,
foretelling of the coming change.
The light reveals the beauty fading
as the leaves fall slowly by.
While somber clouds dim the scene
like a final curtain being drawn.
The first gentle raindrops fall
like mourners tears at the end.
On the air there comes a chill,
the promise of winters long kiss.
A saddened hush falls over nature
as autumn softly passes.
This wonderful, moving poem was kindly written for this photo by
. Thank you, Chris!
Shot at the public park in Campbellsville, Kentucky. It was the last good day to get out and photograph the autumn scenery. The day afterward the rain and the wind came to strip the remaining leaves from the trees.
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