Oh how the autumn leaves descend, A carpet bright, where shadows blend, With every hue, a story told, Of summer’s warmth and winter’s cold. In nature’s cycle, time is spun, As seasons whisper, life goes on.
- John Maynard Keynes
Oh how the autumn leaves descend, A carpet bright, where shadows blend, With every hue, a story told, Of summer’s warmth and winter’s cold. In nature’s cycle, time is spun, As seasons whisper, life goes on.