November's here, let it begin
If you truly believe, then it's a sin
Humbug! Humbug!
Christmas has started, hear the plea.
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Winters mist rolled over the hill
Passing through the forested trees
Hauntingly, as a shroud
Moving slowly, no breeze
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Bare feet! On the beach
Sand between your toes
Tide out. Almost out of reach
Air full of laughter of happy children’s souls.
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The rope is loose
Swinging from the gallow
Rounded in a noose
Hard lump I swallow
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Once I floated high, free
Full of self
Drifting contently
Carefree life
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My strength is my weakness,
My weakness, my strength.
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Dark clouds roll by
Turning Summer into Winter
Rain lashes down
The sky as black as sinter.
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In the quiet, still morning
Of calm waters and painted skies
A tall story waits to be told.
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Through the intricacies of life
There is woven some strife
Like the fallen
Whom came as they deemed their calling
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From the time they come
They give you grief
You need to get rid of some
To give you relief
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