Falling Leaves....Cerispring Sonnet
In golden flurries falling leaves
Bid farewell summer sun
And Mother Earth wears autumn sleeves.
The field are bare, the harvest done,
And songs surround the fire
The darker days have now begun.
The changing seasons now behold
In floating clouds of red and gold.
A time of change the Wheel requires
Upon the Equinox
Recalled upon a bardic lyre
The colder days are taking stock,
O children of the Earth,
So gather in the crops and flocks.
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