Autumn
All too soon the colorful spectacular disappears.
Under the soggy leaves, lies the dormant grass.
Too soon the blue skies have turned to grey.
United is the wind with cold.
Memories of summer slowly fade away.
Now we will wait for the snow.
Brenda Meier-Hans
Written 2013
Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014
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