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Monday, 05 October 2015

September’s Come and Gone

By Marc Leavitt of Marc Leavitt's Blog

December seemed far off, when it was May;
And May was when we had a lot to do:
A life to fill, with love, and work, and play,
And goals to meet, before our time was through.
We played the game as fairly as we could,
And had wins and losses to remember.
Time flew, until one day we understood
Time was short, for we had reached September.
The shadows lengthen as these months roll by,
The leaves turn brittle, and they fall to earth;
The breeze is cooler when the fall is nigh,
Our sweet summer’s gone, and we mourn its dearth.
The cold will soon prevail, and then the spring
Will come, renewing - almost everything.

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Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


Beautifully said!

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