The summer turns its face to fall
The leaves begin to die
The petals drop from every bloom
The clouds cluster and cry
And yet with all the signs of death
The air is filled with life
For with the colors of bright joy
Each dying leaf is rife
Lift up a song to autumn’s days
And let your heart be light
For winter will not last for long
And dark gives way to light
Personal favorite. The second stanza is PERFECT.
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