There is a crisp wind blowin in from the west
I feel the mist chilling my face
kissing and cooling down all of my beautiful almound skin
like a loves embrace of a speacil grace , me
daydreaming as i watch the beautiful grey clouds
dance and fly on by from way up high into the dark skies ,
I drink pink lemonade with ice cubes to stay cool as the
leaves curl up & the squirells collects nuts until the
breathe of fall ends & winter tends to set it late afternoon .
*Written By GT ,August 19, 2005 *
I Love The beauty Of The Wind *