Look Up and Feel the Frosty Wind
Look up and feel the frosty wind
Twisting and bending the treetops
That are forced to endure its sound...
Who sees their rageful teardrops?
Yesterday the vibrant leaves were emerald,
What a joy to watch them with a brow that didn't stirn...
When the September breeze was gentle, not a bit wild;
See them now: they have turned so auburn!
Still the apple pickers load their straw baskets
With green and red apples not bitten by squarrrels;
They wear wide brim hats while cheerful Mary sings...
Letting her smooth face glow in the cold sun rays!
Look up and feel the frosty wind,
Will it anticipate the arrival of snow?
And waking up in early November one can find
Silence and snow, not hearing the ravens crow!
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