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In Autumn Post by :murrayhughes Category :Poems Author :Mary Carolyn Davies Date :October 2011 Read :1143

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In Autumn

I'm sorry, Trees,
Your leaves have gone, and left you. But don't cry;
Don't shiver so. You're luckier than I!
When Summer's gone, and Fall's here stern and cool,
I have to go to school.

Don't tremble, Trees!
You shouldn't mind. I wish that I were you!
You don't have fractions, no, nor maps to do,
And no one tries to make trees keep a rule--
I have to go to school!

(The end)
Mary Carolyn Davies's poem: In Autumn

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