Dancers
Like the orchestra
before the curtain rises,
the autumn winds tune up.
They cue the actors,
who change from uniform green
into their glorious costumes
of candy-apple red,
sunset purple, and pumpkin orange.
Backstage, they begin to rustle
and stretch, partnered with the wind.
Whirling, twilring, floating,
keeping time with the seasons.
They gracefully bow,
anticipating the applause
of winter.
before the curtain rises,
the autumn winds tune up.
They cue the actors,
who change from uniform green
into their glorious costumes
of candy-apple red,
sunset purple, and pumpkin orange.
Backstage, they begin to rustle
and stretch, partnered with the wind.
Whirling, twilring, floating,
keeping time with the seasons.
They gracefully bow,
anticipating the applause
of winter.
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