For The Contest, "Non-Romantic Songs or (Lyric Poems)" Sponsor, Mark Springer
The falling leaves drift by our window in autumn days, we now behold We spend our time with autumn flowers and dry crisp leaves of red and gold Since we left our spring the days grow short and soon we'll hear old winter's song But we'll miss the golden years of autumn when winter snow comes along From spring to fall we both did follow our youthful joys of long ago and now with days when leaves are falling we face the time of winter snow Autumn days are short and yet we know a song of life for us still plays Though we'll miss the golden years of autumn our love will warm our winter days
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