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 | | Subject: On A Crisp Autumn Day Fri Oct 31, 2008 11:59 pm | |
| On a Crisp Autumn Day
by William Knowles 1962
As evening shadows gently fall
On a crisp October day,
We gaze with open wonder
On nature's glorious display.
The leaves have changed their color
Now that summer's bid goodbye,
And the beauty of a rainbow
Can be seen through forest high.
It's been man's fond ambition
To portray in colors bright,
The glory of Dame Nature
On a crisp October night.
Yet paint and brush or even words
And all the skill that's good,
Can never paint the beauty
Of an autumn-tinted wood.
In spring we watched the tender leaves
Adorn the bare hillside,
And by the time the summer came
We gloried in their pride.
Now as the evening shadows fall
We see their glory fade,
But nothing can erase the thought
And imprint they have made.
In time November's surly blast
Will lay our forest bare,
And bleak December will ensue
To scatter what was there.
But spring again will usher in
A new enchanting morn,
And once again the leaves will come
Our forest to adorn. | |
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