Golden Season
J Joyce Hemsley
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Far too soon autumn to wish us goodbye
You could have stayed longer in two thousand and nine.
Why have you travelled the opposite way?
How mean of you autumn to leave us this way.
The whirlwind of winter flies over the Bay
And without autumn weather, the skies are so grey.
We have no umbrellas for freezing cold rain,
So we need your sweet sunshine and your gentle refrain.
Much too soon this year, to say your goodbye,
Stay here a little longer in two thousand and nine.
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