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S lowly, imperceptibly, long summer days start to die, E vening comes down, like a smile to a frown, softly as a sigh. P atination turns to grey, suffused with rustic hue, T ides turn and skies burn a different, steely blue. E verywhere is hunkering down, now that summer's lost, M ornings are fresher, following the thresher, now rimed in frost. B ucolic ease flushes the trees with dazzling autumn shades, R uminants sleep in byre and barn as daylight softly fades. I nsular people in city and town find refuge in their mufflers, S unny smiles and beguiling eyes morphing to sneezers and snufflers.

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Date: 8/31/2020 10:03:00 AM
a wonderful rhyming autumnal acrostic - a vivid portrayal of my favourite season, thanks for sharing John:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 8/31/2020 11:07:00 AM
Thanks lovely. I’m an Autumn person too x