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The Autumn World
The trees are all ablaze with golden glory; Some are tinted with a crimson hue.
The leaves contrast the vast sky up above them. }Vhich spreads on high, a dome of vivid blue.
Small squirrels scaaper in the lofty tree-tops, As they go about their work and play.
They scurry here and scramble there together, Storing food for many a wintry day.
Wild geese are flying sout-hward for the winter; F~ying past the mountain runge so high.
The crazy peaks watch o'er the land in silence, uncnanging as the sands of time drift by.
Some hunter's horn rings out from coloured forest.
Swift hounds have caught the scent of some wild deer.
The pounding hoofs of faithful hunting horses Beat rhythmic sounds to every listening ear.
What thrills the human soul as much in Nature
As autumn's fair enchantment o'er the land?
The sky, the birds, the forests, and the mountains, All fashioned by t he Great Creator's hand.
By:- ';Jalter Morris XA First in Lower School
Poetry
A W inter's Night
The snow fell softly and quietly
CaTering the naked earth with a blanket
Of snowy down soft as an angel's wings
And as quiet ~s an angel's song.
Each tiny flake was carved and shaped
With masterly perfection to each tiny line. And as they fell, the moon came out Lighting the night to a radiant glow,
It made the snow sparkle and prance Like diamonds on a brilliant rainbow.
The world was lovely that night.
And one could not help , Letting his heart dance with unbounded joy.
This was the night to leave one's troubles behind And dream of wonderful things to come.
So when you see the snow begin to fall,
Go for a dreamy walk on a winter's night,
For you'll forget your idle wants and wishes And begin to appreciate and admire
The beautiful and most wonderful thing of all, The world on a winter's night.
By:- Mary Horne, XB Second in Lower School
Poetry