Summers end

October 18, 2011
By greenyman GOLD, Warnerville, New York
greenyman GOLD, Warnerville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
I'll tell you a riddle. You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter." Inception.

Bronze streaks September’s sky.
Deciduous trees compose a symphony of color,
Crimson leaves fall like notes from a treble staff.
Warn shoes crunch withered life.
Brisk winds whistle through northern woods.
Ten or more sway with natures beat.
This is when Autumn and winter meet.

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