POEM: UNTITLED 2004 (AUTUMN'S DEVOTION)

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Harvest and feast in Autumn’s devotion!

She is dying summer’s last chance,

She is the debutante leaf’s last dance;

Clockwise around the lantern prance,

Catch the Mystic wind when it blows,

Consider your suitors and your beaus,

Look to see if your pocketbook grows;

In a magical cauldron brew a potion;

Harvest and feast in Autumn’s devotion!

Copyright 2005