The job is done,
summer is gone,
nature decides to rest.
Off comes the green garb of work,
displaying raiment of yellow and orange and red,
as nature presides over play.
Deer frolic in woods,
birds flutter in sky,
it’s time for a moment of joy.
As each bows its head,
sleep comes stealthily by,
nature succumbs to the calls of fall.
Winter comes soon,
some think doom,
but nature knows far better.
The promise of spring,
wells up within,
when nature will begin anew.
Copyright 2011, John Paul Mueller
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John Mueller is a freelance author and technical editor. He has writing in his blood, having produced 123 books and over 600 articles to date. The topics range from networking to artificial intelligence and from database management to heads-down programming. Some of his current offerings include topics on machine learning, AI, Python programming, Android programming, and C++ programming. His technical editing skills have helped over more than 70 authors refine the content of their manuscripts. John also provides a wealth of other services, such as writing certification exams, performing technical edits, and writing articles to custom specifications. You can reach John on the Internet at [email protected].
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