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The close of summer days are truly here
Proud autumn comes with cold and haughty air
Evening light casts shadows long and low
Along the trail where winter winds will blow

Squirrels toil to gather nuts for winters need
Leaves fall from trees in swirls of harmony
Fish seek the depth of streams for darkened holes
Deer find shelter in the mountain coves

Maple leaves are jewels in autumns light
Orange and reds shine brilliantly and bright
Fair oaks stand tall in golden majesty
Berried dogwoods hunker down beneath

There is perfection in the seasons all
and I have lived through more than I recall
If I should live to see one hundred more
Each one would be more lovely than before

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