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 Odour of autumn in the air
Summer silently flew away
Trees shed leaves soon will be bare
Seasonal change, beauty will not stay.

Last roses look weary on dying bush
Dandelion clocks wait to be blown
Herbaceous border not looking lush
Wander garden on my own.

Before long cold winter is here
Grey clouds daily, sun slipped away
Nature is silent quiet time of year
No way summer could possibly stay.

Wood smoke rises from chimney
Amber light filters through curtain
Those I love are safe inside with me
Spring will arrive of this I am certain.

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