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The heat of the summer, gone without a word
The fall is here in crimson and gold
Sitting close to the fire
But can`t shake the cold
Leaves fallen from the trees long ago
So many days a dismal gray
Watching sad eyed children play
It will be a cold winter,all the signs are there
Maybe I`ll build a snowman
Some cold December day
Then I`ll stand shivering
As he slowly fades away
But then there`s always hope
Maybe the spring will return
I can turn my face to the gentle rain
And wash away this seasons pain.
© By deanaseaman On 11/4/2006 5:59:57 AM
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