
Another sign of Fall is the red berries on the Lily Of The Valley, and the brown leaves on the plants in front of the house in the flower bed.
The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
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