Click Here To Listen To Hello Autumn - Poem by Barbara Jones
Hello Autumn Summer days come to an end.
Into autumn they soon will blend,
Its sweltering heat will be lost,
and mornings dew will turn to frost.
the muscadine turns red on the vine.
the bird take wing, another sign.
leaves on the trees gradually fall
They are heeding natures call.
Fall peeps in She's a new comer,
it's time to say goodbye to "The last rose of summer."
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