As golden days begin to wane
And dim their laughing light
The yawning Summer, ripe with grain
Lies down and fades from sight
The skies were wide with dreams
The nights were scented sweet
Peace and joy flowed in streams
Hearts kept time to Summer’s beat
Now Autumn steps with quiet grace
To share her whispers cool
She lifts her gentle, auburn face
And offers fresh renewal
She asks we turn to tasks at hand
Withstand the weight and chill
She works to tend her fruitful land
We work for dreams fulfilled
Swirling leaves now kiss the ground
Longer nights embrace the days
Within this change a glory abounds
A timeless glory, here to stay
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