Regarding the Lack of Fall in Texas
(To J. Montana)
I change the seasons in My Deep Me.
No matter where I happen to be.
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I carry the seasons in my heart, wherever I go.
So even down in your part of Texas, my heart would know
When the Summer season was set to change to Fall;
I cannot help but hear the changing of the seasons call.
So also for the Spring and Winter.
I hold them in my heart's deep center.
Inside my mind is made my own reality.
Inside my soul is where reality becomes real.
I have only to close my eys to see.
I have only to open my heart to feel.
--Written by Michael L.P.
aka PoetWithCancer, aka PWC, aka Mr. Poet.
Written on Thursday 9-24-09 1:53 am PDT
Temperature: 72° F. Wind: VAR 3 mph Visibility 10 mph
Humidity 20% Dewpoint 28° F. Barometer: 30-1 in and rising
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