Findings

What better place than in the woods
Branches swaying in the breeze
Poems etched on rustling leaves
Fall to be found.

Branches swaying in the breeze
Clothed in mottled orange green
Fall to be found
In the songs left behind.

Clothed in mottled orange green
Silhouettes seen walking
In the songs left behind
Where poets go gathering.

Poems etched on rustling leaves
Silhouettes seen walking
Where poets go gathering
What better place than in the woods.

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