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How Pretty Are The Fallings Leaves

How pretty are the falling leaves
Which faint as wind blows by
Even as the willow grieves
And trees begin to cry
Though their boughs are born away
And snow falls o’er barren stave
Night is but a part of day
And cold is warmth the fire gave
So take the boughs and drying leaves
And lay them with our memories
Which this sleepy thought retrieves
Then edging close to warmer be
Staying safe from winter breeze
As snow descends on land and trees

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