Amanda Shelton (July 3,1981 / Bakersfield, California USA)
The son is bright, leaves are brown.
Weather is cool with sunshine on the ground;
fall is falling,
the seasons are of change.
Smells of cooking,
laughter and cheer is in the air.
Give thanks to all, and a new year.
A shadow of the past comes once a year.
A thanks, a giving, a chill in the air.
Season greetings cool weather is ahead.
fall is first,
winter is last,
summer has past,
and spring didn't last.
We give thanks to cooler weather;
as we all know it won’t last.
Cool weather is the best,
as seasons change we all feel it’s sting.
Bring it on for all to sing.
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