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Autumn in Clayton

by Thomas K. Hunt

Step in the breeze
At summers end
It's your your favorite time
It's Fall again

Put on a sweater
Maybe wear a hat
Time for the Witches cat
Everything's golden, yellow, and red
A pile of leaves
Make a colorful bed

Distant cheers from a football field
The hero scores and his fate is sealed
Once in glory
A small taste of fame
That's not his story
He just loved the game

Every year you live for this chill
The one that falls
Over McCarn's hill

The echoing burst
From a blind that has sight
So many fly away
To rest their wings at night

It's not a season
But a feeling inside
A full bright moon
Fills the night sky
Millions of stars
Diamonds of light
Autumn in Clayton
On an October night

04/04/2003

Posted on 04/04/2003
Copyright © 2020 Thomas K. Hunt

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