Poem: "Summer and Fall," by Noma Keen Duffy

Today it is still summer,

Tomorrow will be fall.

I see the purple asters,

I hear the autumn’s call.

 

I feel the warm sun shining

As a balmy south wind blows;

I see more flowers blooming,

And I see the grass still grows;

 

The goldenrod is waving,

The bees are in the clover.

I hear a distant honking—

The geese are flying over.

 

The maple leaves are golden;

The pumpkins, round and yellow.

The apple cheeks are rosy,

The pears are getting mellow.

 

The nuts are growing rounder,

The cornstalks, brown and sear.

By twenty lovely tokens

I know that fall is near.

 

Today it still is summer,

Tomorrow will be fall.

Today I still am barefoot—

Oh, how I love it all!