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September 25, 2005
Autumn's Harvest
A LYRIC OF AUTUMN
THERE is music in the meadows, in the air --
Autumn is here;
Skies are gray, but hearts are mellow,
Leaves are crimson, brown, and yellow;
Pines are soughing, birches stir,
And the Gipsy trail is fresh beneath the fir.
There is rhythm in the woods, and in the fields,
Nature yields:
And the harvest voices crying,
Blend with Autumn zephyrs sighing;
Tone and color, frost and fire,
Wings the nocturne Nature plays upon her lyre.
~ William Stanley Braithwaite ~
Posted by tracey at September 25, 2005 01:18 PM
Comments
A nice match of picture and words there...
Posted by: dan at September 26, 2005 01:57 AM