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Sep 2010
When leaves turn red and days get colder
And the night gets longer
I know that you are drawing near

I await your presence with open arms
I lie awake with open eyes
I count the stars in the skies
And wish upon every shooting star

The days are bright and sunny
The nights are cold and balmy
Your presence is soothing and healing
And I find my tense self relaxing

Autumn is finally here, but wait!
It’s slowly fading away
I dislike the cold that winter brings
Can your warmth linger a little while longer
And turn my blue heart red

But sometimes even as I sit here, I wonder
Whose wait is more eager
Me waiting for autumn or
Autumn’s return to wait for me.
shaqila
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   Micheal Wolf and Hilda
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