Red leaves are about you today.
Light chestnut encircles your eyes.
Green voices descend from the blue.
They dance while honeyed in play.
For the world quite rejoices your prize,
sallows bronzed where boulders strew.
Old is this wise song,
apt still its tune.
Never regret it:
your work hard and long
with pride opportune.
Never forget it.
Red leaves are about you today.
Smile wherever you walk.
Green voices descend from the blue.
They dance while honeyed in play.
Laugh whenever you talk ...
for that's how I'm thinking of you.
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