Yesterday on my drive to work I was reminded that summer has finally left us, as the cool breeze made the fallen leaves dance and sing; and again this morning as my favorite farmers at the market had no tomatoes to sell. I was inspired to pull out an old sweater and an old poem.
Ducks in flight
Leaves gone gold
Jumpers on and air gone crisp
Game on the table
Pumpkins are smiling bright
Autumn is here and
Joy soars to a new height
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