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Slowly as the nights draw in
the brightest stars will shine again,
when skies of cloudless
midnight blue,
burn white fire of every hue.
Sunrise is gentle,
in morning hours,
and dappled light,
beneath the bowers,
streams the sunshine
in pastel shades
as Autumn closes its parades.
Some days have rain
or softest sun,
that warms the earth
in waves benign,
and migrating birds have flown -
bound for southern,
sunnier climes.

Slowly as the nights draw in
the brightest stars will shine again,
when darkest heavens, of
inky blue,
burn with fire of every hue.
And the late sun
casts shadows, long,
along the paths
where children run -
nature’s harvest in their hands
they hurry home,
their hearts are glad.
In November’s afternoons
the days seem shorter
when at school -
for round the corner
Winter’s here
and homecoming,
at end of year.

Slowly as the nights draw in
the brightest stars will shine again,
when the sky is blackest ink,
when temperatures
begin to sink.
The morning Sun,
with frail fingers,
melts ice fronds
that always linger.
Later and later
she shows her face,
and vanishes,
without a trace.
One late December afternoon
a pregnant sky
above us looms,
dazzling’s
the light, cast all around,
till the first snow,
without a sound’s,
buffeted on eastern
winds, that blow,
across this land
I love, and know.

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