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Posted by MFish

I hear an echo of words from the past.
I'm writing them down; as they come too fast.
Down to the paper where they stick like glue.
Some are good but they number a few.
Words can be like chaff in the hay,
Some last forever, some gone on this day.
The echo of words, I hear in a song,
Brings back the voice of my Father
Who for many years has been gone.
Words that are not laced with fear
But old words that I hold most dear.

The days, once long, are now quite brief.
The heat from Summer, gone with relief.
The Fall, we know, now does appear.
The shrubs and tree branches, are clear.
The leaves that were amassed in trees,
Are on the ground, up to my knees.
Fallen leaves to be raked, once again,
Before the Fall's continual rain.

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