Every thing but Summer

Thu, 09/26/2013 - 08:29 -- mattfit

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When the first leaf fades

inside we go to grab our different apparel.

When the first flake drops 

inside we go to get our wood boards.

When the first flower sprouts

outside we go for the picking.

when the cycle ends we repeat.

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