The snows of winter, cold and deep
Make warm beds better when we sleep.
I love it.
And buds in spring can soon give rise
To sunny days and bluer skies.
I love it.
The summer winds have always made
It somewhat nicer in the shade.
I love it.
But better yet, above the rest,
The autumn puts me to the test.
With leaves of gold and crisp cold air,
It's hard to find what can compare
To all those bright October days
When chimney smoke and morning haze
Revives my soul
And I am whole.
I love it.
As seasons come and go, I find
That autumn lingers in my mind.
Though winter, spring and summer call,
I'll always be a fool for fall.
I love it.
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