The Fall Season

The cool breeze in the morning,
The dew upon the ground,
Spider webs glistening in the sunlight,
Fall's coming without a sound.

The leaves are gently falling,
They've done their job this year,
Old Man Winter is waiting patiently
Winter snow we all do fear.

The seasons change so slowly
But each season knows what to do,
They have been programmed wisely,
They're programmed for me and for you.

The cool breeze in the morning
Is invigorating you see,
The leaves will turn myriad colors,
The fall season is so pretty.

Thinking of You This Time of Year

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