Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;Lengthen night and shorten day;Every leaf speaks bliss to meFluttering from the autumn tree.I shall smile when wreaths of snowBlossom where the rose should grow;I shall sing when night’s decayUshers in a drearier day.Post to Facebook222222222Post to TwitterPost to Google+Post to PinterestPost to BloggerAdd to TumblrAdd to LinkedIn
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