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The wind
has a chill to it
This first week of October.
Soon the leaves will be flying,
The frost turning them red and gold and brown.
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The creek has slowed to nothing
With sticks and leaves clogging the stream.
Rains aren't frequent enough
To make the water start singing.
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Dogs bray at the moon at night
Knowing hunting time is near.
They will chase the rabbit and the 'coon.
They smell Fall in the night.
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Fall is rushing on,
Full tilt into Winter.
Seasons so lovely, so bright.
Soon here, too soon gone!
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Jane Ellen Slone ©
10-03-08
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Music: "Only Time"
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"Dolphin's Dream Quietude"
Midi Courtesy Of Dolphin's Dream
Used With Permission
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