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Whispers of Fall

The wind softly whispers, Summers sweet end. Crisp and clear, Fall air descends. A blanket of color, Covers the way. Harvest season again, Shorter are the days. Life goes so quickly, It's out of our grasp. Celebration of time, A tear for the past. Sun setting low, We can no longer pretend. Distance echoes of fall, Soon winter will begin.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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