The road beneath my feet
Winds on before and aft.
The breeze meanders through the trees
With winter’s little laugh.
Chorus
The signs there are upon us
And the winter soon will come.
Daylight trades it’s time with darkness.
One more trip around the sun.
In the air a potpourri
Sweet and strong, clean and fresh.
Stirring of pine and leaves and earth
Hold autumn’s final breath.
Repeat Chorus
The trees have shed their leaves
Now they shiver in the cold.
Soon they will cradle fallen snow,
As winter’s touch takes hold.
Repeat Chorus
And we’re thankful for another year,
A new season has begun.
Copyright 2007 Donna Mucks
Walking - CD Cover
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