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My Heart Belongs To Autumn

Exif JPEGLeaf by tender leaf,
I watch this stately monarch
Dressing up for fall.

Gold, russet, yellow,
And brilliant red — her choices,
For she loves them all.

Hour by passing hour
The change begins subdued but
Then bursts into flame.

I revel in the site.
My heart belongs to Autumn.
It’s joy calls my name.

The troubles that have pressed
Throughout the year now ending,
Though they’re present still,

Are vanquished by the power
Of Autumn’s golden glory
To subdue all ill.

My heart belongs to Autumn.
Indeed, it always will.

~

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8 thoughts on “My Heart Belongs To Autumn”

    1. Thanks so much. I seem to be able to write a lot about Autumn and Thanksgiving. I just really do love that season. And in my neck of the woods, in the middle U. S., this October has been particularly lovely — about the loveliest we’ve had in several years.

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