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The Cold Season

The Cold Season As the sun moves further away the days are shorter the nights are longer and much colder. A sure sign that daylight savings time is over. The waving of the trees, the sound of the ruffling leaves falling one by one in the breeze. It's covering summer with a mothers love. It's natures warm blanket. The end of one season and the starting of the next. This is mother nature's way of balancing life and recreating another, she is life's mother. This is a sign of fall the most colorful season of all. By Rowdy Yates

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 10/6/2015 5:27:00 PM
I love the fall. maybe it's because in Texas, it's a relief from the sweltering heat of summer, but I always see it as a season of change and transition. Maybe that is it's appeal. I like that you break in and out of rhyming patterns here. It feels like listening to wind chimes.
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Date: 10/6/2015 3:58:00 PM
lovely poem Rowdy I love the transition from one season to the next but especially love Autumn for the stunning colours
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