Where the sun in clouds meets the moon in sky,

And mix once more in water,,

As the broomstick of Wicked Winter winds down the hours,

  I navigate the awe of Fall.   And oh what a ride it is.

Pondering the speed of seasons, Mother Earth blushes.

                         Time ticks away like an old fashioned double bell alarm clock.  I think,                                            Whew!  Hang on and Tick Tock!’

Before you know it, before you imagine it will happen to you, it will most assuredly be.            And nothing is a better reminder of the fleet of life than the colorful days of autumn.

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