Changing Season

Trees dawn their glowing gown,

One by one whirling down,

upon the autumns cooling ground.

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The wind whispers in my ears,

through leaves that winter’s near,

frost creeps on leaves, no fear.

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Snow begins to fall so light,

The air begins to give a bite,

until it blows with all it’s might.

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The cold creeps up beginning to nibble,

blowing as if it’s playing a fiddle,

breaking you down whittle by whittle.

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Stronger than wind and cold is might,

for if it wants can bite and bite,

but cozy are we by fire light.

 

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