Greetings ~

Thumbing through past writing, I found this poem I wrote in my youth.  Definitely a great time of year, at least here in Oregon. 

Be Well,

Jana

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Summer swiftly

Fades to Fall

Thieving warmth

And cooling all

Chill that settles

In the air

Fogs that linger

Warn, beware

Night birds carry

On their tune

Songs against

A harvest moon

Skies are silent

Still and calm

Nature slumbers

Dusk till dawn

Through the Winter

Will fall rain

Till the Spring

Comes round again.

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