Autumn Two

Autumn has come myself be still

Summer has run now passion not will

Breath on me wind of harvest

Collect me golden sun

Tell me the time of respite

Assure me life is won

Let me drink the quilted colors

At the edge of farmlands I see

Wind abiding in the poplars

Caress me I am free

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