Open Autumn



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    • Edger on September 23, 2010 at 7:11 pm

    Weaving time in a tapestry

    Won’t you stop and remember me

    At any convenient time

    Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts

    Of unpublished rhyme

    Drinking my vodka and lime

    I look around, leaves are brown now

    And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

    Look around, leaves are brown

    There’s a patch of snow on the ground…

    • taoskier on September 23, 2010 at 7:33 pm

        In 1981 I worked in a small Record store. I often opened the store by myself before co-workers arrived. I remember playing this U2 album in the store before opening, just me an U2, a good way to start the work day

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