Wind blows through trees turned gold
Rain speckles my windows
The earth is lulling into sleep
The robins song's gone away.
A happy wind makes leaves dance
Through the streets they go
Sun is weaker, weather bleaker,
And I must be a going.
Rain speckles my windows
The earth is lulling into sleep
The robins song's gone away.
A happy wind makes leaves dance
Through the streets they go
Sun is weaker, weather bleaker,
And I must be a going.
I so so love so much of autumn, but am absolutely dreading winter. Last winter just about did me in, but maybe the ppd won't get me so bad with this one and it won't be so bad. Makes me sad because for the first time I was sad Autumn was already here and that was always my favorite.
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