The leaves are falling
The wind has a howl
Nature is moving about
More in the open now
The trees are swaying
Along with the breeze
It won't be long now
Until the ground will freeze
The farmers are moving
Getting their crops moved in
Hoping to beat the weather
One more year again
The shoppers are shopping
Trying to find a good price
Gathering things for the Holidays
Hoping things will turn out nice
The mowers are mowing
Their last cut of the year
Then they'll put them away
Until the following year
The gardners are rushing
To beat ol jack frost
For they know all too well
That it will be their loss
The children are playing
With laughter and cheer
They are all so happy
They started a new school year
The leaves are falling
The moon is standing still
Each night we can feel
The new autumns chill
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