Queen of Autumn Splendor
She stands there all summer
in everyday ordinary green,
but amid autumn's bouquet
she wears a lustrous sheen.
Her gown is splendiferous,
she's the queen of them all,
transformed like Cinderella
'gussied up' for the ball.
Glowing flaxen and scarlet,
all who view her agree,
there's nothing more radiant
than the sugar maple tree.
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