In Groves of Autumn Foliage
In Groves of Autumn Foliage In groves of Autumn foliage We sit, my dog and I, Watching the sun descend the heights, Tumbling into the willowy pool Like autumn foliage. Billows ring on the lilied lake; The surface breaks anew; I sigh, and my dog sighs, For although apart in mind We both know autumn’s... Sign in to see full entry.