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Friday, September 10, 2010

September's Promise

I feel the cool, damp air
Whispering promises of the cold that is to come
A time to reflect
On things that decay, which we call the dead
Samhain is coming!
The faeries walk, dance with man
Excitement and fear, course through me
For the changes
Good and bad
I long for her touch
September has pretty words
But October is a Goddess.

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