Pushing on the pedals
Riding down the road
Wheels are spinning faster
Cares are letting go
I shiver in the shadows
Under live oak trees
Pendulums of Spanish moss
Swaying in the breeze
Riding through a clearing
Bright sun warms my face
Days are getting shorter
Time is hard to place
Autumn is a toddler
Playing guessing games
Silent when a stranger
Wants to know his name
Haven for the snowbirds
Flocking to the scene
Nature hums an endless song
In the key of green.
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