A FOND ADIEU TO SUMMER
As the once bright days grow pale and wan,
A hint of autumn chill comes to kiss the nights.
All blossoms have fallen and gone to seed;
Frail and brittle trees stand yellowing with age;
Seldom seen a butterfly and scarce a bee is heard;
Once plush, verdant sedge has faded now to brown;
Blazing noontime glories burnt down to evening embers;
While off in the quiet woods, as the shadows lengthen,
A lonesome cricket bids a fond adieu to summer.
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