When Fall Meets Winter
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When fall meets winter
The winds carry the chill
And leaves dance in the sky
With fleeting snowflakes.
When fall meets winter
Gold mingles with white,
Both glowing brightly
Demanding attention.
When fall meets winter
The crispness in the air
Mixes the scents decaying leaves
With the freshness of snow.
Robert Frost has said,
“Nothing gold can stay”.
But I say
The white is as good as the gold.
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