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When the last leaf falls
the tree will still be a tree
Only time has changed
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When the last leaf falls
the tree will still be a tree
Only time has changed
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Bunnies disappear
leaves afloat in chilly air
spelling winter’s near
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Autumnal paths shared
Golden leaf falls from above
Shared hearts fall in love
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The autumn leaves sail
Their destination falls near
Anchors of next year
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My candle flickers in distant panes.
Main Street silent, the starlight wanes.
Icy fingers grip my bones.
Frozen breath chills my moans.
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My story begins and none too soon.
Shadows long for the hidden moon.
The hour’s late, the journey’s long.
The sun’s rise unseen if again I’m wrong.
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My goal’s a king born a pawn,
To live again, this moment’s gone.
Blindness hides the cold hard truth.
Hindsight magnifies the lies of youth.
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My pride swallowed, visions lull.
Biting winds gnaw at my skull.
Clouds engulf a blizzard near,
too many steps, too late to swear.
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My goal is clear, survive the night.
There is no choice to stand and fight.
The path uncharted, each step’s new,
to trip and fall death’s in view.
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My head is pounding, my body aches.
The thrust is forward to reverse mistakes.
Apologies given but time doesn’t care.
Words mean nothing if not to share.
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My mind is blank, my heartbeats race.
Howling wolves set the pace.
Clothes in tatters, my bare feet bloody.
If I shall live, my pain they’ll study.
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My memories linger of a forgotten past.
Dreams awaken, a future’s cast.
Dawn surely near, nightmares recede.
My eyes then open to all that I need.
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Life fades to fallen hues.
Winter’s white with deepest blues.
Spring’s upon a pastel moon.
And summer shines none too soon.
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Summer days turn autumn night
Winter days, all is white
Spring returns with natures light
Summer’s daze, all is right
Seasons of love, time’s bright
Love each other, gaze tonight
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The first whiff of autumn’s in the air.
A moment new that we’ll all share.
The flowers wilting and sweaters out,
should be ready, there’s never a doubt.
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But each day’s new is always the way.
Only yesterdays are here to stay.
The leaf cycles; green, gold to gone.
To the earth they all are drawn.
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With time comes age for good and bad.
We all cycle forward, happy and sad.
And like the leaf we too shall fall.
Winter’s coming, but not for all.
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My patience for summer is wearing thin.
The novelty’s over for peeling off skin.
I’m looking forward for autumn to begin,
when cool, crisp morning’s return a grin.
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The leaves will turn to gold and reds.
They’ll float to the ground nourishing beds.
Rakes will be pulled from overstuffed sheds,
soon replaced with our winter sleds.
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Christmas and New Year’s, Oh what a blast,
though the warm, cheery feelings never last.
The future’s bitter cold, I long for the past.
The seasons shine on our natures contrast.
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But spring will come and life’s renewed.
Optimism blooms and reality’s skewed.
Normality is as is the cycle it’s viewed.
With eyes to the stars, the burn subdued.
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The more we have, the more we need
The more we want the more the greed
Living lives consumed consuming
Conned intoTo dwell in a time lush and green debt for things amusing
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Day by day we run in place
Tracks grow longer on our face
The wheels of commerce set the pace
Rolling over this human race
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Blinded by labels to make us feel
Sculpted by images to make us real
In the darkness all are blind
Disappearing piece of mind
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To dwell in a time lush and green
The futures blight not yet seen
Waters’ pure cascading clean
Paths uncluttered, bodies lean
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Family and friends share to survive
Living life to be alive
Preserving futures, planting seed
Thus is all we really need
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Good morning sunshine wherever you are.
The sky is gray and the spring is far.
The winter blue’s now in sight,
reminded daily by the length of night.
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Soon will be snow, slush and rain,
every chore’s a major pain.
Walk’s now unpleasant in my little town.
So we’ll bundle up and hunker down.
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The calendar I’ll watch and mark each date,
envious of those who hibernate.
To sleep all winter sounds like fun,
then awakened to a warming sun.
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But I’m just a human, as are you.
We endure the weather, it’s what we do.
But for me the heat’s never too far.
Good morning sunshine there you are.
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I need a new color or maybe a sound.
I need something to get my head off the ground.
High in the clouds is where I should be.
Soaring with eagles; majestic and free.
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Exploring a world where peace is the norm.
A place where everyone survives the storm.
A place where kids all laugh and parents sing.
Where old folks still giggle on the backyard swing.
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We’ve no need for bombs, guns or war.
We’ll all have love, can’t hurt, can cure.
Oh, What a place this world could be.
If only that eagle, were you and me.
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A glorious weekend’s yet to begin.
My feelings already stirred within.
I’ve longed to hear your soothing voice.
With a simple hello we will rejoice.
I’ve longed to see your smiling face.
I’ve longed to hold you, feeling no space.
The hours now few, the time is near.
Our weekend’s short but longingly dear.
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The day’s begun with a kiss on the cheek,
as they should every day of the week.
Whispers and laughter welcome the time.
Our clock ticks softly, no need for a chime.
The hours ahead bring fun in the sun.
Then the sun will set, our day is done.
Moonlight shines on your timeless face.
Heart beats quick with your sparkling gaze.
The stars will dance across the evening sky.
Till again we feel how our time does fly.
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The call of the sea is dear to me.
The whisper of the wind reminds.
Briny crust fills every pore.
Seconds savored and moments pure.
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It is to be a speck in an endless sky
or with blindness to question why.
Life is long when stars shine bright.
Tomorrow’s unsure in the dark of night.
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But a wind that howls while in my bed
blows the sea from a dreamy head.
Heavy sweat fills an achy brow,
moments to dread, hours to bow.
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But to be a speck and that is all,
the vision of knowledge is very small.
Life is long when stars shine bright.
A tomorrow unsure when dark is light.
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In the calm the outside’s clear.
When times are rough it’s the inside we fear.
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Reminiscing of my younger days,
the bad forgotten, the good stays.
The bumps and bruises now long mended.
Lessons learned but youth had ended.
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Reflecting time the ripples soften.
The pebbles tossed returning often.
The image felt fades with age.
Clarity welcomes another stage.
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Twilight glistens upon the swells.
The shoreline’s endless bearing shells.
Footsteps crisscross in the sand.
The past and present now hand in hand.
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Sun’s set and tides rise.
Horizons curve to meet my eyes.
The future’s now a step away.
If a choice would I stay?
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Yesterday’s echo to the unknowns call.
Adventures await when not to stall.
Tomorrows are whatever I guess.
Live or die, the answer’s yes.
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I need to fix my plumbing.
But Powerball’s not forthcoming.
Disappointment is always numbing.
Yesterday I was humming.
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I’ve no reason to be bumming.
Another chance is coming.
So, today I’m back to strumming.
If I win, I’ll try some drumming.
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The burden of youth now lifted,
gears well lubed and automatically shifted.
We’ll coast up life’s many a peak.
And freely glide to wherever we seek.
Our time’s endless and just begun.
In a sea of many we’ll float as one.
Stars will dance in the brightest of skies.
And forever tomorrows await our eyes.
In the clouds we soar, ever nearing heaven’s door.
Our sunsets engulfed on an endless shore,
the sands of time unturned and pure.
And all is perfect with one to adore.
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I feel a storm a brewin’
And thoughts, they are a stewin’
Seems procrastination ain’t so great
Time it seems just won’t wait
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Youthful dreamin’ put on hold
Earnin’s first, I’ve been told
While the future does still beckon
It’s path though I’ve yet to reckon
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But my guitar needs a playin’
And my hips need a swayin’
My pencil needs more dancin’
And of course there’s more romancin’
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So much to do, so little time left to waste
Ponderin’s ahead, no need for haste
I am after all a master procrastinator
So I’ll get old, but just a little bit later
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Back before sneakers where all the craze
Back in my good ole shoe-shinin’ days
Lugged a box that nearly scraped the ground
At six or seven I roamed all over town
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Had a place for quarters one for nickels and dimes
And a pocket for pennies, for change sometimes
So when given a quarter for your ten-cent shines
Make change in pennies, you’ll keep-it most times
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Busy summers at the beach and the bars
I had to be careful because of the cars
I drank lots of soda, learned lots of jokes
Once got caught stealin’ a fresh pack of smokes
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The bartender yelled “I’ll kick your ass”
I ran out of there really fast
I had to be done by the afternoon
Cuz the big kids would be shinin’ there soon
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I charged a dime, the others a quarter
I got the tips and they got the fodder
I once got to shine all afternoon
The big kids had a plan I learned real soon
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They let me shine just to steal my money
They didn’t think my success was funny
I was on my way home when I saw them comin’
They yelled my name and I went runnin’
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With a hand in my pocket to hold up my wealth
Little shiny feet flyin protecting our health
My shine-box banging, bruising knees
So I took a shortcut through the trees
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Then I got grabbed tryin’ to climb a wall
They caught up quick cuz they were tall
I only got hit a couple of times
They left the pennies, took the nickels and dimes
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It was a fight I couldn’t win, but I didn’t lose
Cuz I limped home – quarters in my shoes
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I’ve got birds in my gutters,
bats in my shed,
mice in the basement
and cobwebs in my head.
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I got up really early,
but I’ve nothing good to do.
I’d like to take a walk,
but I only found one shoe.
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I’d love a cup of coffee.
But the water I can’t drink.
I turned on the faucet
and sludge filled my sink.
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But the sun is soon to rise,
I’ll see a brighter day.
Though rain’s in the forecast,
there’s darker shades of gray.
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Instantaneous conception
Darkened suspension
Quintessential isolation
Thrusted illumination
Blissful termination
Trusted dedication
Explored dimension
Forced memorization
Infinite confusion
Rising tension
Tense deliberation
Lofty ambition
Numbing frustration
Occasional jubilation
Generational creation
Much tribulation
Restful justification
Deserved relaxation
Diminishing pension
Perpetual hibernation
But so far mostly fun
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