Autumn leaves twirl, Whisper on the winds, Golden glimmers fall. Brown roots breathe in the chill, While skies blush with another hue, The world closes softly, In a delicate array. —Katherine Mansfield
- Katherine Mansfield
Autumn leaves twirl, Whisper on the winds, Golden glimmers fall. Brown roots breathe in the chill, While skies blush with another hue, The world closes softly, In a delicate array. —Katherine Mansfield