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Warm breezes come now. Ask August or September. Winter will come soon. Advertisements
Floating in the air, Facing sunrise and sunset, Leaving us smiling.
Walking in the woods, you catch my eye and I smile, A flash of color.
I will guard the way, waiting ’til you come again. No pirates allowed.
The dark clouds run low teasing tree tops bending low. Purple flashes now.
The lead color sky beckons with teasing colors of blooms by the trail.
Majestic cottonwoods Stand by the stream whispering Tales of long ago dreams.