October snow, Aspenglow
From the valley looks surreal
The Arctic front has brought it's chill
Autumn's rains have turned to snow
The warm days hang on below
Fall colors swirl from golden hills
October snow, Aspenglow
From the valley looks surreal
Elk migrate to Fall meadows
From the snow melt water spills
Down the mountains; cascades, rills
In the storm's wake cold winds blow
Nature's beauty, Aspenglow.
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