Rethinking Goals in Autumn

The fall time makes me stop a while
to think of all that's come and past
in autumn's leaves, remembrance comes
they whisper that this year won't last

Just like the others, marking yet
A number there on calendars' yore
Three hundred plus days of my life
of all this year that's passed before

And sometimes when I look at what
I've done, I shiver with delight.
And then I think of all that isn't
the unfed goals give me a fright

But nay, the year's not over yet
I've time to work my hands yet still
at learning, growing, working hard
accomplishing midst autumn's chill

So when the fall time comes around
Don't break your heart with what's forgot
Take your goals, reflame the fire
And finish strong with success's lot.

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