Leaves they fall all around
Wind flowing, a gentle sound
Once alive
Saying good bye
Coming to an end
“Until we meet again my friend”
Tears falling all around
Wetness beneath my feet
On sodden ground
A change is coming
Within my self
“Let go of what once was
And welcome what is to come”
The air is a creeping chill
Seasons change
Beyond my will
My soul it grows
Like a tree
And change colors
With the autumn leaves
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Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)
Poet, Author, and Singer songwriter hailing from Baltimore,MD
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"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
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