Autumn

  All the leaves from green have turned                                                                                             Umber, sepia, copper, gold.                                                                                                                 The trees once dressed in summer robes                                                                                         Unveiled now as the year grows old.                                                                                                 Mists descend and cast a pall                                                                                                             Now the year is at its fall.

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