When she bows her reluctant head
And relinquishes her charm
When I see with joy and dread
The maples auburn arm
And autumn sighs within my ear
While I must shed a silent tear
To know her mantle has been cast
And another summer’s passed
When azure blue is a dusty hue
As the grapes that cling to the vine
I will see you again but until then
I must enjoy the summer sunshine!!!!
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Janet Martin
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