When the trees their summer splendor
Change to raiment red and gold,
When the summer moon turns yellow,
And the nights are getting cold;
When the squirrels hide their acorns,
And the woodchucks disappear;
Then we know that it is Autumn,
Loveliest season of the year.
Autumn by Carol L. Riser ~_
It feels like Autumn at my house today, and I am a happy girl!!
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