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Sunday, November 15, 2015

The frost of Fall

The frost has fallen on the ground
And sparkling crystals roam around
Touching trees and grass and plants
With a chill that stops their dance

See the coldness feel the air
Icy vapors rise like prayer
Birds of warmer weather fly
To southern states without goodbye

Still around with coats of black
The crows and ravens never pack
For they're happy where they are
If they're near or if they're far..

So the silence of this time
Moves my heart to song and rhyme
Painting picture with my words
Capturing sights and songs of birds

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