Crossed Catholic
Marked by God. Still an Idiot.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Fall's Song
A cooler wind that smells so sweet
A sweetness unto rest
The slowing tempo of nature's beat
When apples are the best
As summer rains calm, their work at an end
The trees start to sleep
The flights of birds a message to send
Within our hearts we keep
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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