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I Heard Dylan On The Radio

Blue skies, have gathered ..... shadows.

The cloud's,....all turned to grey,

It's going....... to rain.

For I smell it, 

On the breeze.

Winters ......on it's way.

While leaves, flutter...... and fall.

The birds, are on the wing.

Soon a hush...... will envelope, the land.

Snows soft feathery down,

Will paint the landscape .

Colours, all lost until the spring.

When Mother Nature,

Smiles....... 

Once again.

Giajl © Jim Love