Let The Autumn Begin Poem by Paul Reed

"But the autumn days, so sober and calm,
Steeped in a dreamy haze,
When the uplands all with harvests shine,
And we drink the wind like a fine cool wine-
Ah, those are the best of days! "

From ‘Summer and Autumn' by Richard Henry Stoddard

We sag under the heat at noon,
Under our feet rose petals strewn,
The ground is cracked and dry
All our summer plans have gone awry;

How we long for the morning chill
The dew on the grass distilled
That freshness that tingles the skin
O. let the autumn begin!