Autumn Morning

There is nothing like an autumn morning
Stirring hearts to lofty heights
When heretofore the laze of summer
Extolled the virtues borne of rest
Beaches, sun, expanse of seas
Lying down on sand and grass
Restoring mind and soul and body

Precursor for the time of waking
Icy mornings, falling leaves
Recalling other autumn rousings
Seasons of return to learning
Holidays and gatherings
Speaking of the wonders 'round us
Striking color, yet approaching
Starkness, bare with bark unclothed
Still, there is nothing like an autumn morning
Stirring hearts to lofty heights.

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