In the valley where the shadows play,
The autumn colors fade to gray,
Rustic chords that whisper low,
Echo gently where the wildflowers grow.
With tranquil rhythms in the air,
We’ll wander softly, without a care,
Through open meadows, soft and wide,
As nature's beauty becomes our guide.
Glowing embers in the twilight's glow,
We sit and listen to the stories flow,
Mountain echoes call us home,
In this stillness, we will roam.
Soothing tones wrap ‘round our hearts,
Binding us together, never apart,
With each note, our spirits soar,
In the cool breeze, we long for more.
As the night unfolds its velvet cloak,
With whispered dreams, we gently spoke,
Against the backdrop of the stars so bright,
We'll cherish this moment, holding tight.
So let the evening take its time,
With rustling leaves, and gentle rhyme,
In the embrace of the autumn's grace,
We'll find our peace in this sacred space.
And when the dawn brings forth the light,
We'll hold these memories, warm and bright,
For in our hearts, the echoes stay,
Autumn colors guide our way.
Folk
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