Standing on the porch as sun sets to my left,
Glass of Red catches its final glint in my hand,
Raised up to my lips, it distracts my worrying lines
As lone gust of Autumn wind beneath the river birch
catches my solemn sight and for a moment I forget 
that I've been longing for you to come see me tonight.

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