SUMMER’S FOLLY
Summer fades, and autumn summons
You are my folly
The winds are silent
As they rush by
Grim
Uncaring
You are my folly
My ruin
Summer fades, and autumn summons
The moon takes flight
Without a glance
In solitude
The cup has emptied
And the hearth burns low
The shadows stilled
You are my downfall
Summer fades, and autumn summons
You are my folly
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Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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