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As the Nights

As the nights draw in as some fear SAD, flying leaves of green, yellow, red, brown of country or town, clothe some with joy, others with melancholy, every Autumn and every Fall.

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Laura Breidenthal

Date: 11/25/2014 4:10:00 PM

Such a lovely image you invoke in this poem, Peter. Thanks for sharing. Always, Laura

Peter Dorr
Date: 11/30/2014 4:47:00 AM

Thank you Laura. One never knows that even a short poem will work. My poem does have a serious message. Although I rarely suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder I know people who do and here in England if we had British Summer Time (BST) in winter and double BST in summer we would all be healthier, but it is the case - whether true or not - that Scottish farmers would not like this, so a minority of a minority of the UK's population rules the roost in this matter.