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Nov 2011
Do the seasons know they're changing
As summer fades to fall
Do the leaves notice they're fading
As the wind sounds its desperate call

Snow encompasses the sidewalk
But beneath it, remains pavement
Covered with residue of faded chalk
Vibrant before winter claimed it

Beneath the leaves of autumn
Lay withered shades of grass
Hidden and forgotten
A reminder of seasons past

Yet soon the frost will pass
As will the month of december
For time is seen through a foggy glass
Much easier to experience than remember

So paint your fields will daffodils
Crowd the dusk with light
Open up to the subtle thrills
That only know day and night

Lose yourself in the moment
Yet don't forget to remember
Life isn't merely a seasonal component
Trapped inside a perpetual ember
Meka Boyle
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