Crisp are the leaves that speak beneath my feet
Cool is the air in the breezes that I meet
Soft are the songs that sail below the sky
All the world is watching the Autumn passing by
Gone are the flowers from summer's bright array
Quick are the geese to soar off to warmer day
Golden are the leaves that are falling to the ground
Somber tones are speaking of changes all around...
Soon the chilly winter will slide into our lives
And bring us colder weather and figurines of ice
All the seasons alter something that we know
But bring us so much beauty enhancing all the flow
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