by J.T. Camp
Ontario, Canada

Coneflowers have lowered their heads
but asters are still in full bloom.
Daisies don't linger in beds
but snapdragons still take up room.

Warblers have left here in crowds
but crows are still in full cry.
Swallows don't fly amongst clouds
but herring gulls still fill the sky.

The furnace has kicked itself on
but there's still some warmth in the air,
The days of heat have all gone
but the days of cold are still rare.

October sees nature has fled
but there's still plenty to cheer.
The bitter cold weather's ahead
but there's still the rest of the year.


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