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upon the summer lost... Remember the double-feel of warmth and cold that slyly creeps upon the cheek? And the spring-bom sprout of green t hat glows in hidden bowers of the creek...? It's come back to haunt our hearts - and shows - here in autumn’s place - the year’s grown old.. Then, after the cold nips the cat tail’s floss to full and a mossy southern slope still graces traces of the lawn... there’s the last and latest summer’s tease to a May-bom foraging fawn... Listen., to the summer’s remnant drummer... to appease our longing to be warm A foals' one more moment on the loam. Feel our heartfelt need for this beloved Indian summer: “thank you” to Nature’s warm Autumn poem. Cynthia Stamps, Woodville
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