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,
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