Tarty pears and ruddy apples,
Warm and windy afternoons,
Sun kissed landscapes,
Golden for a moment’s escape.
Farewell the growing season,
The world matures anew,
Fallen nuts are stashed away,
Winter is in the air they say.
Favorite time of year,
Mull the cider hot,
Goodbye birds of summer,
The fall
again is here.
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