Rain in summer
a steamy romance
until rain dries up
and passion cools
Autumn arrives
on winds of change.
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Monday, January 24, 2011
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Ahhh - those changing seasons -and changes in our lives. Nice, Merlene!
ReplyDeleteThanks Barb. More three pebbles than a small stone I'm thinking.
ReplyDeleteVery nice Merlene xxx
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