Autumnal People
What is it then? What is it after all
Which makes each autumn ache this old refrain
Of bittersweet like the maple leaf's fall
Which falling dies that leaves might rise again?
How good it is whatever it might be
This turning tender burning of the year
So personal yet universally
Such symbol of how briefly we are here
We gather are thankful and remember
At the twilight of another year's day
November draws us to our December
It is because it has to be this way
The nutmeg and the pumpkins and the straw
The leaves in drifts anticipating snow
To welcome the freeze to hasten the thaw
What is it then? Autumnal people know
+Steven Curtis Lance
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