Summer heard Autumn call and ran the other way
I’m not leaving yet
There’s still more time
coming my way
After all it’s only Labor Day
I’ll Fall to you
Your work is done
Beautiful bright flowers, fresh fruit and vegetables for everyone
Bringing pumpkins, spice and bright leaves in the crisp morning air is my seasonal task — when you step aside.
Autumn kisses Summer good-bye.
When I’m through it’s Winter
for me and you!
Spring into new beginnings
Laura McManus
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