Oh, hear the rustling poplar trees,
Feel autumn's tantalizing breeze,
See the yonder hillside slope
With sassafras kaleidoscope.
Taste the purple grape so sweet
And savor long an apple treat.
Listen to the raucous geese
Giving up their northern lease,
Smell the pungency of mums,
Gather baskets full of plums.
Tie and save some herbs and dill,
Put a gourd upon a sill.
Bring the harvest bounty in,
Stock and pile each storage bin.
Just enjoy the great mystique
Of wondrous autumn, so unique.
~ Virginia Boorman Grimmer
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