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Sunday, October 24, 2021

Maple Leaves / Thomas Bailey Aldrich


Maple Leaves

October turned my maple's leaves to gold;
The most are gone now; here and there one lingers:
Soon these will slip from out the twigs' weak hold,
Like coins between a dying miser's fingers.

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1836-1907)
from 
Poems, 1885

[Poem is in the public domain world-wide]

Maasaak, Last leaves on Norway Maple in autumn, 2014. CC BY-SA, Wikimedia Commons

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