The rain faded suddenly, exactly as it came,<\/p>\n
Clouds which defeated suns retreated just the same.<\/p>\n
Leaving pools like shining jewels betraying lows and highs<\/p>\n
Fading into shifting sands while staring at the skies<\/p>\n
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Some welcomed watered lawns and cupboards free from dust<\/p>\n
Others only ever saw the damaged crops and rust<\/p>\n
But she hung out another load<\/p>\n
While he spread gravel on the road<\/p>\n
And when their boots were neatly stowed<\/p>\n
They sat and shared a crust<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It\u2019s only those who know the dry that know the joy rain brings<\/p>\n
For what\u2019s lost on the roundabouts is picked up on the swings.<\/p>\n
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Summer curled into the autumn as the days grew short<\/p>\n
And evenings early hours now had little to report<\/p>\n
The golden noise of bird and bee became a silent chill<\/p>\n
While coolest greens and shadows turned to crimson on the hill<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Many cursed the coming cold and railed against the night<\/p>\n
Others revelled in the chance to pull the shutters tight<\/p>\n
She took preserves from the store<\/p>\n
He split timber \u2013 and cut more<\/p>\n
And on the rug that warmed the floor<\/p>\n
They shared the fire\u2019s light<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Autumns can take nothing that won\u2019t come back in the Springs<\/p>\n
For what\u2019s lost on the roundabouts is picked up on the swings<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
When they only had each other, that was what they trusted<\/p>\n
And children came like summer rain so lives were readjusted<\/p>\n
What theyd saved and plans theyd made were quickly swept aside<\/p>\n
And forgotten in a single puff of true parental pride<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The house that was too big became the house that was too small<\/p>\n
And they held on on and let it shrink and grow around them all<\/p>\n
And when it came an empty nest<\/p>\n
They took the chance to take a rest<\/p>\n
And thought each other truly blessed<\/p>\n
To live within those walls<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
For only those who\u2019ve been so close can know how parting stings<\/p>\n
And whats lost on the roundabouts is picked up on the swings<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
While their lives are simple, they are never left in need<\/p>\n
And if they smile, it\u2019s not because they have not disagreed<\/p>\n
She had youthful dreams that faded into aging skin<\/p>\n
While he wore settlers clothes over traveller within<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
So many that they know have chased their dreams and travelled far<\/p>\n
So many searched so hard they don\u2019t know who or where they are<\/p>\n
They have held on to the claim<\/p>\n
They\u2019ll live together – die the same<\/p>\n
And they can neither praise nor blame<\/p>\n
The people that they are<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
They both took care to share their life, with all it takes and brings<\/p>\n
And what\u2019s lost on the roundabouts is picked up on the swings.<\/p>\n
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