Oct 27, 2013

.......................***Providence***.........................

The morning dew
O’er the green grass,
Leaves of every hue
Fate’s image cast

A last wish,
A fancied tint,
Orange, yellowish
Or still a green hint

Candles burn brilliant
Ere the flames go down,
A conquest vibrant
Ere they renounce the crown

A Spring’s awakening,
A Mid-Summer night’s dream
The most winsome -
Man’s favorite season, Autumn

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