Free Breeze

Not yet winter
Doesn't feel like summer
Smells like a season of free breeze...
                  
I see the leaves ascending
From the rays of sunlight,
Can I stop the day here, please?

Some are brown, yet some orange,
Crisp and dry, fallen leaves…
Autumn or fall, just perfect 
For a stroll, cushions my life with ease…

Neither yours' nor mine,
Let’s save words for yet another time,
Now, stand and inhale the free breeze…
                                                             ~ Kripa Sarkar    

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