Don't forget the clocks change tonight!
Looking back at summer, and summers past, as we come to colder times. Time for something melancholy...
The hour is changing, falling back
But what if we could move in time
Jump an hour past, along the track
Would we find fear or joy sublime?
I wish that I could visit times past
Moments more precious once again
But nothing remains, all ends at last
Once more sorrow, grief, and pain
The glorious days of summer hours
Basking in sunlight, walking lanes
Showers bring the scent of flowers
But present binds us with its chains
The fleeting moment, now expire
Burning up like winter fire
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