Autumn Reading

That which seemed to be endlessly primrose and green,
and then scarlet and gold in its glory,
in late Autumn is turning to yellow and brown;
this succession is everyone’s story.

On the threshold of life we were green, full of sap;
in full flower we took to the stage;
now come Autumn we savour the fruits, or we doze
as dry leaves tumble onto the page.

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