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THE IMPATIENT YEAR

Why do I sigh for autumn

When summer's sun is here?

 

For autumn mist cannot resist

The turning of the year.

 

And Yuletide's barely over

When fancy finds the spring

 

Then how I sigh for sapphire sky

And songbirds on the wing.

 

When days are lengthening lightly

With evenings moonlit clear

 

Why do I sigh for autumn

Now summer's sun is here?

◄ DRUGS COME FROM A PLANT

A FESTIVE SEASON SUGGESTION ►

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