The Seasons As seasons pass and slip away, So does life in a similar way. Changing seasons entombed in time, That mirror the life of both yours and mine. © 2019 Daniel Kemp All rights reserved
Autumn leaves of burnished gold their life now over, their story told Fall from trees and gracefully lie, then fade from sight as they die. On grass, on paths, on ponds they lay, waiting patiently the rotting decay That awaits … Continue reading →
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