‘Fall’
The summer heat is waning
The cooling of fall is gaining
Bugs no longer fill the air
Our trees will soon be bare
Grass is slower growing
I am so tired of mowing
Leaves are turning red
The garden is put to bed
Northern winds are blowing
Next month it could be snowing
The chill in the air brings alarm
But the fireplace will keep us warm
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