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Still You and I Smile

Trees suddenly bare
  A sharp chill in the air
Ground hard as stone
  Hear the wind moan

Fierce clouds, slate-gray
  Herald a storm today
Autumn's playthings
  We've long put away...

Still you and I smile
  As we remember awhile
The last kiss of summer
  Its lingering wonder
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Hamill Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 7:48 PM
My favourite time of year. Next to winter. Cheers Gershon
Wolf Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 7:52 PM
I'm with you, Simon: Autumn, next to winter, is great. The problem is that winter takes over, eh?! lol. Oh, well... Thanks for your encouragement. Light and Joy, Gershon
Balasubramanian Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 2:44 AM
That's a great way of living. Think positive be happy. Inspirational write. This one made my daym A fav for me. Thanks :-)
Wolf Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 4:44 PM
Wow. Thank you so much for the FAVE, Rama. Always an honor for me. Joy and Light, Gershon
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