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	_______________________________ Page 109 Autumn Reflections December 6, 2008 __________________________________________________

In a word: Winter, warmth. Spring, hope. Summer: laughter.

Autumn. Reflection?

I share two poems I discovered recently that I thought captured shades of Autumn exceptionally well...

A Letter When I walked home forgotten, When I walked home in grief, I found a letter under my door. It was an autumn leaf. Harold Witter Bynner, Take Away the Darkness, 1947	Witter Bynner, 1925. Preeminent poet of the first half of the 20th century... Recently had the privilege of staying in his historic home, now the Inn of the Turquoise Bear in Santa Fe.
A Fall Poem Come with me Let me take your hand in my Fall, orange-scented hand And we will walk. We will walk and scuff Through the big, crunchy leaves And watch the small, yellow ones Fall Float Drift toward us. They are high Tinkling piano notes Falling, falling. Before the wind whisks them up To the place where the song lives In our hands, clasped. Terry Proffer, 2008	Terry Proffer, 2008 -- former college mate

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