Winter came
and I wanted
a way out
Because Spring
wouldn’t last long enoughI made it though snow
picked up by a
wagon train
and passed Springtime
sleeping through the
exchangeI’ve met others on the road
Other travelers headed
to Summer, or somewhere
warmer
or drier
or wetterBut this train still passes
them by
and I wonder
If I
should jump while I can still
Fall.
Written by Ay 
Lovely dear Ay. : )
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Thank you!
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Most welcome Ay! Keep going strong. : )
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Reblogged this on authoraamir and commented:
By a dear friend. She is wonderful. : )
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