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You left in autumn
The leaves were turning
I walked down roads of orange and gold
I saw your sweet smile
I heard your laughter
You're still here beside me every day
’Cause I know you by heart
Yes, it's that time of year again, though you'd never know it in NYC today. I do love the Fall. The clear skies, the crisp air, the scent of wood burning, Long Island apples, the colors of the leaves exploding like a firework show finale. Ahhhh.....