The Season of Fall
Fall is here
I see at last
Seems like always
It comes too fast
Seems like yesterday
I was just outside
Sunning myself
And getting fried
Yes, I was outside
Planting my seeds
Watching them grow
Along with the weeds
Now it's starting
To get cold and damp
It's time for coats
And to turn on a lamp
So good-bye shorts
And the grass that I mow
Hello to my jeans
Soon I'll be shoveling snow
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