The phalanxes of corn stand grim and serried,
Dull gold the sodden sheaves,
The violets that smiled with Spring are buried
Under the leaves.
Along the land the Winter’s doom is creeping
All vainly Autumn grieves;
And she who made my heart’s sweet Spring is sleeping
Under the leaves.
(Leigh Gordon Giltner)
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