Aspen leaves are gone, a trail leads on, forests beckon, an open meadow and patch of snow invites, mountain sky delights, up high the wind gathers a sigh, spruce needles green, serene, nature’s silent call, into Fall.

Aspen leaves are gone, a trail leads on, forests beckon, an open meadow and patch of snow invites, mountain sky delights, up high the wind gathers a sigh, spruce needles green, serene, nature’s silent call, into Fall.
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