The wind blows, I shiver,
Hold strong, my dear,
The whispers I hear,
It's too strong I told them,
I'm next, I fear.
.
Suddenly it shakes, I let go and fell,
In red, in tears,
Looking up at my peers,
I knew it's true,
Winter is already here.
Friday, November 07, 2008
Autumn
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