waiting for whats coming

November 20, 2007
By Tigger Geeters, Helena, AL

Fall is coming; I feel it in my skin
Breathing down my neck

Warm air chilling the leaves
Their color falling off
Trees naked bodies unwillingly will show
Birds will soon fly away
Faces will be carvings
And mistiest things breathe for a day of awaking
Every things is dying for a new
And fall is waiting for you and I

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