Changing of the guard

“When it comes to pass summer turns into a brilliant landscape filled with a multitude of colors.”
Autumn by Antonio N Pisano

Summer passes in her august* robe,
petticoat shedding rose petals,
slippers scorching the grass,
and as her hot fingers graze
the nearby trees, they raise
invisible flames; hydrangeas
blaze in splendid shades
sparked by her stately parade,
long train trailing, as Autumn
waltzes unwavering in her wake.

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*august: grand and noble

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