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Wednesday, September 7, 2011


Signs of the season changing are starting to show
Leaves begin to color and the grass stops to grow
The air becomes cooler and birds sing of change
Everything in our lives begin to rearrange.

Fall is the season when many things must die
It seems a pity but no need to question why
When one thing is ending another  will begin
There's nothing that dies that wont rise again.

Consider the acorn that falls from the tree
Its trampled and crushed and then left to be
Spring comes around and that broken seed
Is growing once more, to answer a need.

We are all here for a time to enjoy mother earth
Blessed with so much from the moment of birth
Like every living creature we change with the time
But may everyone be blessed who is reading this rhyme.

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