Autumns end…

The cold will bite

The heatings on 

The winter slowly haunts
My jumpers time

To be washed and dried

As rain and wind will taunt
And still you’ll see

Me in a dream

I’m shivering outside 
The amber leaves

All on the streets 

For summer time we cry
And soon it will be Christmas 

Hark the herald angels sing
All wondering who will miss us

And gifts they may well bring
And Christmas turns 

To New Year’s Eve 

And resolutions next
To start anew 

For chocolate grieve

To look so good undressed 


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