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{{creative-work | title = Autumn Song | type = poetry | author = Tuilinneth Yridhremben | author-displayed = player of [[Tuilinneth (prime)|Tuilinneth]] Yridhremben| date = 2016-06}}
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Falling
Falling
Falling
Twisting leaves are turning.
Falling
Falling
Falling
Autumn leaves are burning.

Past the Cairnfang river, around the bubbling bend –
Nature’s breath is blowing, a chilling breeze it sends.
Through the woods it passes with hues it lends.
And by kissing leaves, rainbow’s palate Nature blends.

Passing through the lands these fickle winds of change-
Take a winding path, from the Dragonspine they range.
Their tickling breath predicted and nothing quite so strange –
As Summer’s kiss and Winter’s tryst, an annual exchange!

Falling
Falling
Falling
Twisting leaves are turning.
Falling
Falling
Falling
Autumn leaves are burning.

Brother Summer dances, a grin upon his lips.
Sister Winter dances with scarves upon her hips.
As they play, across their land, they traipse and trip –
Bringing verdant lands, a colorful Autumn eclipse.

Merry laughter trickles across the painted leaves –
Soon summer fades away faster than you perceive.
Yet chilling winter winds should not lead you to grieve -
They predict toymakers for those that still believe.

Falling
Falling
Falling
Twisting leaves are turning.
Falling
Falling
Falling
Autumn leaves are burning.

When the last leaf tumbles from their bowing catches -
Tighten up your windows, batten down your hatches -
And watch Winter’s snow as to the land it latches –
Clinging to once green and sunny summer patches.

When the leaves are gone, think not that aught’s amiss -
Only Winter’s slumber, not some cold dark abyss.
In the icy nights, warm memories still exist –
Of the gold rays of Phoen’s Autumn good-bye kiss.

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