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Whispers of autumn upon a sea of green 
Embers of a summer crack, snap and scratch 
Change is alive
Under heavy,  tired feet

Birds sing for the Summer's gone 
as rivers trickle in time to the songbirds rhyme
Streams whistle their melodious song
As autumn marches on

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Memories of Summer

In the shadow of the mountain
Summers heat beats a slow retreat
Sunlight glints over the hazy horizon 
A whisper of wind whips at my tousled hair

Summer breezes in like forgotten childhoods
Long leisurely days full of water fights,
Melting ice creams, sunburnt skin and 
Salty, sweaty faces savouring the sweet heat 

Ice cold glasses sweat and barbecues sizzle
Laughter echoes late into ...

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