Gardens Of Delight |
When summer's bustle starts to slow,
Its pace begins to still, A new, yet familiar feeling comes: It's autumn's warmth, not chill. It's true, a briskness fills the air,
The season's warmth is ev'rywhere,
When aromatic coffee
The pumpkins bright with orange
GRACE'S FAVORITE AUTUMN MUSIC:
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So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.
--William Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part Two; II, iv.
Poem, "Autumn's Warmth," © 2007 by Michele Grace.
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