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The breeze speaks in whispers
As it blows thru the pines
The flowers bow down as if to acknowledge
My admiraiton of their beauty
I thank the fruits and vegetables on the vines
And the one who created this for me
Fall, Will take them away
Only the pines will sway
As I eagerly await spring.
