I sit on the dock
Listening to the leaves fall behind me
Watching the lake flow with the folding ripples on the water
I can hear the running boats in the distance
The wind starts to howl and the branches start creeking
A cold breeze runs through me like im invisable
leaving me with goosebumps
I sit patiently waiting for the warmth of summer
Allowing me to come back and enjoy the summer heat
Letting the water run over me cooling me off.
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