The Autumn mist lay all around
a scene transformed before the eye
the morning dew conceals the sound
Autumnal Sigh
The earth was parched by Summer sun
crisp golden leaves float down and die
to lie in piles which burst with fun
Autumnal sigh
The cooling breeze will shake the trees
a wealth of birdsong floats on high
and lazy buzzing of the bees
Autumnal sigh
The gentle sound of Autumn rain
patter of feet that scurry by
trickle of water down the drain
Autumnal sigh
The murmur of a swollen stream
a rutting stag shrieks out his cry
reality becomes a dream
Autumnal sigh

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