AUTUMN
It is Auiumn, and a calmness and a sweetness seem to fall Over everything that’s living, just as though it hears the call Of old Winter, trudging slowly, with his pack of ice and snow, In the distance over yonder, and it somehow seems as though Every tiny little blossom wants to look its very best When the frost shall bite its petals and it droops away to rest, -From "Sunny Songs," by
Edgar A.
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Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 45, 25 May 1928, Page 6
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77AUTUMN Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 45, 25 May 1928, Page 6
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