In a shadowy wooded knell
where elves likely dwell
yellow leaves flutter
gently to the soil
make no sound
tread softly
rest awhile in shady grove
autumn leaves aglow
in a nearby tree
a dove mourns low
it senses cold winter’s
embrace
all is quiet
snow falling muffles
death is nigh
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