Prompt:
An autumn oak tree, in colors ablaze,
With leaves of gold and crimson haze,
A majestic sight, against the sky,
As nature paints, in hues that sigh.
Its branches reaching, with strength and grace,
A canopy of beauty, in a vibrant embrace,
With rustling leaves, in a gentle breeze,
A timeless symbol, of nature's decrees.
The sun casts shadows, through its boughs,
Creating patterns, that dance and drowse,
As days grow shorter, and temperatures cool,
The autumn oak tree, is nature's jewel.
Its foliage falling, like a golden rain,
Blanketing the earth, in a rustic refrain,
A carpet of leaves, in shades so warm,
A reminder of nature's wondrous charm.
Birds chirp and nest, in its sturdy limbs,
Finding shelter, as the season dims,
Squirrels scurry, in search of treasure,
In the autumn oak tree, a season's measure.
A symbol of strength, through seasons' change,
The autumn oak tree, a sight so strange,
In fiery colors, it stands so proud,
A marvel of nature, drawing a crowd.
So, let us cherish, this autumnal view,
The beauty of an oak tree, so bold and true,
A seasonal spectacle, a nature's delight,
The autumn oak tree, a majestic sight.
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