Helen's poem makes me wish I could take a walk with her to embrace these sights, as a second choice a walk with William Wordsworth would do. Something is definitely missing in modern city sidewalks.
Helen died in 1885. I don't think she can keep it up much longer.
I do like this poem, however. My wife and I were both born in October and so was one of our daughters. We all love that month.
We were required to learn and then recite this poem back in elementary school-that is some 70 years ago and i still think of it every year when October comes around and the air is so crisp and exhilerating.