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Thursday, November 12, 2009

A New Chill in the Air


A new chill in the air;
Rough, cold wind blows down the road;
Sparse leaves hang on bush.

Leaf scrapes on the road,
Propelled by the strong cold wind;
Then all settles down.












Christmas ornaments
Have hung for many seasons;
Shining the mailbox.

Washing machine's gone
After years of standing in field.
Nothing is permanent.



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