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Autumn Dreams
The sun shines down warmly on the frost below It changes to water and then starts to flow As it heads downhill as it continues to grow But it stops in its tracks as the cold wind blows. Leaves explode in colors as they float through the air Although they are dying they simply don't care They finally make their decent down to the ground When approached by the wind they make a rustling sound. The air smells so fresh it breathes new life in me As I look amazement and wonder of all that I see The frost just vanished and appears as mist in the day Soon it won't melt so it simply will stay. The cold wind speaks to me it asks me to choose Winter is coming win or lose The leaves drift from one place to another and then back As you pass through the threshold you see what you lack. Darkness gets longer as the daylight is less. Epitaphs on tombstones are the spirit's address No one is left as the snow starts to fly It seems autumn is upon us and summer has died. With winter right behind me I can feel the freeze The haunting shadows of trees without their leaves Coldness so bitter a shiver goes up my spine Love and hate become a very fine line. I dream of warmer days when I bask in the sun Running down the beach and splashing for fun The faster time goes the faster I run The Memories are lost as I come undone.
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