Summer ebbs

This cool and dewy morning

Screams fall into my bones

The air so light and crisp

With clouds so swollen low

And summer is forgotten 

Though she has weeks yet till she shows

Her auburn hair and golden eyes

Autumn in her full design

The smell of clover wafting

Across sunlit open plains

Replaced by musky grasses

And the sloughs they hide from sight

Sweet summer ebbs discretely

Into her sister autumn

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