As the summer dies, it's time to move on. Autumn is here. The gray skies appear and the leaves are golden. Crisp air and the white sun. Just the thought of autumn makes me smile. The leaves fall off their tree's branchs and fly around. The autumn breeze has got me stopped in time. All my sad thoughts are gone. I am free. I run as the breeze keeps at it, flying the leaves. Twriling, I am reminded of myself when I was a child. My arms wide open and my hat blown off. Smiling that autumn has returned home. How the fresh crisp air wakes me up. I can breathe now. I can see now. I am happy. I just only wish this autumn breeze would carry me away..
8/13/2003
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