Fall, Leaves, Fall
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
~~
Emily Brontë (1818-1848)
from A Book of Women's Verse, 1921
[Poem is in the public domain worldwide]
"Fall, Leaves, Fall" performed by Jennifer Cutting's Ocean Orchestra
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