October Looms

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OCTOBER LOOMS

Middle of October looms
Fall leaves ready to abloom
One wish for this time to entomb
Loving the beauty visually I consume
By chance the same love I assume
Maybe dull colors are your gloom
But if fall is like your favorite perfume
Indulge in the lust of the fume
Like a mother giving birth from the womb
Middle of October looms
Fall leaves ready to abloom
One wish for this time to entomb

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SAM TUMBLIN ©

As October approaches, the air becomes crisper and the leaves begin to change colors. The days grow shorter, and there is a sense of anticipation in the air. October is a month filled with festivities and traditions, making it a favorite among many.

October also marks the beginning of fall, with its beautiful foliage and cozy atmosphere. The trees transform into a vibrant display of red, orange, and yellow, creating a

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