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NancyGene wrote:
HarryLime wrote:
AUTUMN WHISPERS
Blow, Autumn breezes, and scatter your gold
Hither and yon as in Autumns of old.
Summer is fading, the leaves tumble down
Dappled with orange, and scarlet, and brown.
Pan pipes a tune in the faraway hills,
Visions of wanderlust stir Jacks and Jills;
Singing of wonders that Autumntime brings
Calling to vagabonds, gypsies, and kings.
Singing of pumpkin pies, harvest-filled bins,
Pumpkin patch schoolboys with candy corn grins,
Barrels of cider and bushels of grain,
Leaf-piles of laughter, it's Autumn again.
Blow, Autumn breezes, with whispers of frost
Whispers of oldentimes, loved ones we've lost,
Whispers of coming days, lost 'neath the snow
Whispers of golden times long, long ago.
The pumpkins and their friends salute you!