Autumn Walk

Wearily I wander deep rutted roads,
long and far behind lies an abandoned abode.

I travel through spring, where life start anew,
then onto summer with skies warm and blue.

Here I arrive, on autumns fresh day,
with all shades of gold to soothe my sorrows away.

Now my journey continues around the next
bend,
and with it comes winter my cold-hearted friend.

I follow the seasons as I tread my way,
with nowhere to go day after day.

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