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From summer’s heat to winter’s snow is Autumn’s time of falling leaves,

Of colors bright and crisp clear mornings

With frost and sparkling dew on yard and field.

We go into the fields to gather in the harvest of what we have planted,

Cutting the last of this season’s hay to feed the animals through the winter.

We pick the fruit from laden trees, bagging, basketing them;

And last tomatoes relishing one more fresh salad.

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Now caps and jackets lend their warmth,

Or sweaters knit with hugging yarn

Begin the bundling cocooning time

Of wrapping up against the cold.

Yet still come days when warmth appears,

When sleeves roll up and jackets drape

A shoulder or an arm, or wrap around a waist,

Rather than provide excessive heat.

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We celebrate this time of coming from and going to

With sweet, sweat labor, and work well done;

And breathe the musky, attared air of fallen leaves, of fresh cut fields,

Of baking apple crisp and pumpkin pie, of buttered squash,

Thanking God for another year of servanthood

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