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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

So Long

So long
The summer is leaving us
the sun is setting sooner
and the wind is whispering of change
The chirpings of the cicadas are dying out
as the leaves start to feel faint

So long
Autumn is dropping its final leaves
Apples and caramel no longer fill the air
The delectable smoke from every bonfire
has evaporated into the late October sky

So long
Christmas is passed, the New Year now old
There is no more snow on the ground
The ice is beginning to thaw
and the trees are threatening to burst forth

So long
to the Spring as the sun shines bright
And the flowers have all died
as the air warms, and the days grow
Spring is just a gateway, now closing

so long
to a year
and it has been a good one


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