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AUTUMN MOOD by SELETHA A. BROWN

First Line: I SHALL STORE WITHIN MY HEART THIS FERVOR
Last Line: BY WHICH MY SOUL DEFEATS THE WINTER'S CHILL.
Subject(s): AUTUMN; SEASONS; FALL;
I shall store within my heart this fervor
Of sunlit fields and flaming autumn woods,
Golden-rod and azure morning-glories;
A foil for crimson asters' vivid hoods.

Cherish each transfigured vista's splendor
To stir my blood when autumn passions still;
Beauty garnered now shall be the weapon
By which my soul defeats the winter's chill.



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