Love Poem: Autumn, You Are Best
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Written by: Andrea Dietrich

Autumn, You Are Best

Autumn, you are best in the time that I was born, In the beginning, when children scurry to school. Not in the end, when trees of leaves have been shorn By winds or flurries of snow when days are too cool. I love you in the time of Indian summer’s glow When days are still bright, and they linger into night, And trees along mountains are putting on a show, Even to Halloween when we revel in fright. Quickly how you pass into winter’s fierce grasp. You fall, and only recollections can I clasp. For Janette Fisher's the Season of Mist and Mellow Fruitfulness Poetry Contest