in later autumn before the snow, a quiet beauty starts to show
one drop of water is a distraction, thousands can change how we see
with each new season we see the passage of time in living color
as we play the game hoping for a treat, someone is planning a trick
we each see the light in the darkness, but see it through our own window
we are too busy looking ahead to notice what is around us
it’s time once again to put away the summer and unpack winter
to follow the crowd means that all you have become is part of the crowd
because we can see where we are headed, we think we know the future
we can be the light or we can reflect the light or live in darkness
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