 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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IN AUTUMN.
With the leaves around her dying,
And the wind around her sighing,
And her listless hands together,
She sits in the autumn weather.
And the wind around her sighing,
And her listless hands together,
She sits in the autumn weather.
The sad little streams are grieving,
The poor little birds are leaving,
And the flowers and she together
Fade in the autumn weather.
The poor little birds are leaving,
And the flowers and she together
Fade in the autumn weather.
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |