Almost Fall
Cobalt blue roped clouds lie 'pon the sky
Reach down and touch the distant trees
One lone butterfly flitted by
On the cool August's morn's breeze
August will soon be ending
September will parade upon the scene
Life will mellow in the cool beginning
That season's change will forthwright bring
Unfinished
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