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Oct 2014
Secretly turning summer into fall
slowly creeping  upon us all
a slight chill a little dark
autumn begins to leave it's mark.

Winds blow  leaves rustle
people all start to hustle
quickly now as the leaves start to mellow
red, green, brown, and yellow..

wild life know it's time to sleep
burying themselves in the earth deep
the crisp biting air as you breath in the night
will one day turn to snow and make everywhere white.
Sheila Hackett
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Sheila Hackett  Lancaster
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