The cold wind is blowing,
Drifting through the trees,
Gently swaying, seeds sowing,
Birds hover with the breeze.
Nights are getting long,
Darker with the time,
Birds await to sing their song,
Morning comes, bringing rhyme.
Frosty as the weather cools,
Slippery paths you walk,
Halloween approaches, beware the ghouls,
Bonfire night, fires burning, we talk.
Christmas not so long away,
New years is coming fast,
Presents for that we pay,
Hoping happiness will last.
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