Carolyn Padgett Summerlin
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Whence Cometh The Falling Leaves?
Whence cometh the falling leaves?
The yielded grain from glided sheaves
Whither flies the flocking geese
As Autumn's breath shakes the trees
Why runneth the hundred leaping deer
Thicket to thicket, forest to meadow clear
Why doth the squirrel scamper as he sees
The acorns, maplenuts amidst the leaves?
Whence cometh the colder drops of rain
Against the shuttered frosted window pane<
As Autumn's breath leaves a smoky train
Swirling above the skeletal brown woods.
Whence cometh repose of winter's moods? Whence cometh the Pilgrim's Pride