I ♥ Fall!
It is truly my favorite season.
So I thought I'd share a poem I recently found by one of my favorite authors,
Charles Dickens.
Merry Autumn Days
'Tis pleasant on a fine spring morn
To see the buds expand,
'Tis pleasant in the summertime
To see the fruitful land;
'Tis pleasant on a winter's night
To sit around the blaze,
But what are joys like these, my boys,
To merry autumn days!
We hail the merry autumn days,
When leaves are turning red;
Because they're far more beautiful
Than anyone has said.
We hail the merry harvest time,
The gayest of the year;
The time of rich and bounteous crops,
Rejoicing and good cheer.
The boardwalk through Jackson Bog |
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