Mother Nature
Feel the warmth subside
As the sun begins to hide
I fight the cool air
Just I question if it’s fair.
The leaves already fell
If time you couldn’t tell
The grounds covered by frost
My mind feels almost lost.
With the roads treading slick
All our prayers greet old St. Nick
My hope springs eternal
Though secretly within this journal.
Laying hidden beneath the snow
There is something I surely know
I’ve asked for no more gloom
And wish of flowers in full bloom.
With rain clouds that have clearly grew
Our time together isn't nearly through
Anything to put my mind at ease, but perhaps
It's simply nature which holds all the keys.
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