The air makes a soft bosom, a welcome changing,
And breath comes easier in cool sips.
The colors of land and growing things
Reflect the past days of summer heat.
Rays of bright golden daytime star
Folded beneath a patina of bold green, now
Unwrapped like the gift of the season.
To the eyes it brings nostalgic memories
Of how we were when we knew so much less about today
And so much more about tomorrow.
Folded beneath a patina of bold green, now
Unwrapped like the gift of the season.
To the eyes it brings nostalgic memories
Of how we were when we knew so much less about today
And so much more about tomorrow.
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