Cool fall winds brush against my face
Summer is gently loosening her hot embrace
Birds fly to and fro, dancing in the trees
Riding the wings of a late afternoon breeze
Rejoice, rejoice sings the feathered chorus
Behold the glorious treasure before us
Each blade of grass dances with delight
Long afternoon shadows a welcome sight
The days get shorter and the nights longer
Cool fall winds grow ever stronger
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