Come, said the wind to the leaves one day,
Come, before the skies turn grey.
Put on your crimson and scarlet and gold,
Summer is gone and the days grow cold.
-- Children's song from the 1800's
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Autumn Days
Summer fades and passes and October comes.  We'll smell
smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a sense of
elation and a little sadness.  
-- Thomas Wolfe
Spendthrift gold and glory of the year's scents and
sky winds and the magic of the countryside...all ordained for
the healing of the soul.  
-- Monica Baldwin
Each season has its own wonder and purpose in the pattern of creation.  Autumn
heals and restores, it strengthens us for the days ahead.  
-- Author Unknown
October gave a party, the leaves by hundreds came,
Chestnuts, Oaks and Maples, and leaves of every name.
-- George Cooper
Something told the wild geese it was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden, something whispered, "snow,"
Leaves were green and stirring, berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers, something cautioned, "frost."
Take time to sit and watch the leaves turn. -- Elizabeth Lawrence
Something told the wild geese it was time to fly,
Autumn sun was on their wings, but winter in their cry.
-- Rachel Field