Autumn Elegy

Autumn, the year’s last, loveliest smile./W.C.Bryant/

For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad./E.W.Teale/

Then summer fades and passes and autumn comes. We’ll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure./T.Wolfe/

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