A re-post, encouraged by this amazing spell of proper summer weather.

 

Why do I look to autumn

When summer sun is here?

 

For autumn mist cannot resist

The call to Christmas cheer.

 

Yet Yuletide's far from over

When fancy finds the spring;

 

Then how I sigh for sapphire sky

And songbirds on the wing....

 

When days are beckoning brightly,

With evenings moonlit clear -

 

Then why do I look to autumn

When summer sun is here?

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