Wind Of Change

Autumn blew in I heard it’s sigh Melancholy of days gone by Tho the sun was bright And the day was high It was time, anon, for birds to fly The breeze was warm I felt it’s breath On my arms, my face, my neck Signaling the Summer’s death With a hint of circumspect IContinue reading “Wind Of Change”

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