COLORS OF THE SEASON
Something To Think About
Fall is in the air as the cool breeze blows against ever falling leaves,
Colors of autumn have not yet made its existence known.
But we’ll wake up one day to a masterpiece of majestic views.
Reds, yellows, orange, and brown mixed among a green canvas,
As the sun shines bright and a blue sky brings our spirits happiness,
The season of warm summer dreams have all but vanished.
With hopes of a mild winter approaching us,
We can all be pleased to know that seasons change,
As time goes by despite of our unconscious awareness.
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