changing of the seasons
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Ode To the Wind
I love to watch you wind,
as you sway the trees and blow
across the fields in a gentle breeze,
but I wonder where you go.
You disappear sometimes
She wishes to travel around the world,Around she goes in graceful swirls,She closes her eyes.
Colors fade
Green drained into Red
Red slowly fading to brown
Brown falling to the cold ground
Left bear
Slowly life fade away
No, not dying just slowing down
Slowing to sleep
On rainy days,I tamper with my words whilemy feet get wet,and the aroma of coffee escapes my mug.
As summer dawns, our love is delicate like the sunflowers swaying gently in the breeze
As winter arrives, our love is wholesome – it’s the fire crackling to keep us warm
Sometimes a fall day will be
surprisingly chilly.
Biting noses and nipping fingers.
A fleece sweatshirt isn't thick enough but
it's only September.
How long until I see my breath,
