The Fading Sunlight

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    The Fading Sunlight

    As I touch the window pane I feel the summer
    fading. And as I step outside I feel a cold
    wind chill in my face. It’s Just a bitter reminder
    of summer ending.

    A sad time and place without the summer sun
    shining. The malls become full and the city
    looks dead as the people stay inside eating
    and complaining.

    The only thing too look forward too are the pretty
    fall leaves changing colors but they soon fade.
    As white fluffy snow takes over and brings the
    Christmas Holiday.

    I miss the summer day and night. But time must go on.
    Another summer will be coming in a while. So I'll just
    have to hibernate, for a while, then smile and
    dream of my favorite time of year.
    Esther Thomson(Cipolla)

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    sincere commented on The Fading Sunlight

    05-18-2009

    Nice and very descriptive, felt like I was there.

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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