Canopy of leaves hang high
Arching boughs bending down
To lie on earthy sodden ground
Soft the wind soon to sigh.
Alas autumn's glory fades
Upon the lake shivering surface
Ducks drift with quiet purpose
Oh season lost are thy shades.
The lake so yellow steely bright
Its reflections will the senses
Wallow gently here no fences
Deeply depths float endless light.
Golden glowing Ginkgo drifts
Across shimmering water covering
Its beauty wanders hovering
Laying still yet soon to shift.
Cloudburst o'er the lake so calm
Rain seeps through dripping song
Overhanging on golden pond
Winter's presence be like a psalm.
Gathering force it blows few leaves
Quivering left soon to die
Away to float on breath and lie
Damp and dank listening breeze.
Lovely autumn hues now fade
Into shadows darkening deeply
Only a memory with winter steeling
Gone your season's rustic shade.
Force of winter fiercely flowing
Through the foggy fitful day
Into nights will have its way
Sharp the frost its fingers glowing.
Longer nights length of shadows
Days grow short increasing cold
Winter winds its presence bold
Come the spring swift as arrows.
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