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The First Mild Day of October

Come it’s the first mild day of October

Though, the skies are grey

Brightly the fallen leaves gave some colour

To an otherwise dull existence

As I walk along the path with you in my arms

I am full of gladness

While I  pick a red leaf and smell the smoke in the air

My pen waits for me to write a verse

For the brilliant love that I have for you

But you had to go away to a distant land

So, I stay toiling on a sonnet or two

Anticipating fo yr arrival

When we can’t talk once more about yr advertures

I will surround you in a garland of roses

Crowning you with it

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