Melancholy
I feel melancholy today,
October has turned damp and cool.
And the sky dons a veil of grey;
while the children head off to school
trekking through mud
and piles of crud.
Slumped, on this wet, depressing day,
a scarecrow stands out like a fool.
And I fear Winter's on its way
as dead leaves fill my empty pool;
falling from trees,
stripped with each breeze.
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