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the Red Dirt Writers Society

Days of Fall
by Nick Lyon (Jan 2012)

There are days that last
And there are some that end
Some that go so fast,
Others are not your friend

But the sweetest of all
When you stop to remember
Are the days of Fall
Before the cold of December

The tree leaves all turn
A cooler breeze blows over
Late night bonfires burn
With ghost stories in October

The jackets are worn
The shorts are put away
The naked trees look forlorn
And we dream of a warmer day

The cool days of Fall
Give way to those of winter.
The warmer ones I recall
While the snow drives like a splinter

It’s the pumpkins and candy
That make me dream of Fall
But the Fall beers are so dandy
And it’s those I miss most of all

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