October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came- The Ashes, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every name. The sunshine spread the carpet, And everything was grand; Miss Weather led the dancing; Professor Wind, the band… -George Cooper As I sit and ponder what to write, I can’t help but profess my love of autumn. I wait with impatient anticipation of the most glorious season of them all, and with every cool morning, I sense summer leaving us for a while. Lately, tempera ...
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