Autumn, Good Morning!

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We saw our first autumn leaves while walking to the bus stop this morning, and I thought of this traditional poem.

Yellow the bracken,
Golden the sheaves,
Rosy the apples,
Crimson the leaves.
Mist on the hillside,
Clouds grey and white.
Autumn, good morning!
Summer, good night!

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