To wake up and smell the grass of an morning dew,
another night has gone by and so a new day of dawn
is at its beginning of another day to start all fresh.

School bus going by and mail trucks busy from corner
to corner many cars going here and there another day
has begun with trees dropping leaves, apple cider,
carmel apples and hayrack rides and it is a cool
breeze of the time of year we call fall.

Soon it will be too cold and no play, plows parked
fields all dried up and farmers resting a bit of harvest
yet to be done, for winter is around the corner just
a small bit of sun in the sky but seasons come and go
and so do we if we stay away and children jumping
into piles of leave mounds and raking to be done.

This is part of the season of fall, so many things to be
done catching upon last minute gardening, pa mowing the
lawn, ma hanging the linen on the line to make the sheets
so crisp as they dry so quickly on another day of fall.
The freshness of a picnic just close beside the pond,
while ducklings and mother swim by so fast to make their
new home for winter will be here quicker than they the
duckling can swim or build a winter home and the pond freeze
over and fall has passed to another year to come.
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