AUTUMN
The poplar leaves against the sky Are turning gold, For Summer's old. The long warm days are passing by; The beech trees rhiver on the hill. And I e a oc s, blown down, Go red and broWn A-whirling pail and then lie it'll. Sketch and poem by Patricia Millior (10] D.D.M.B.G.
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVI, Issue 23339, 6 May 1939, Page 8 (Supplement)
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53AUTUMN New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXVI, Issue 23339, 6 May 1939, Page 8 (Supplement)
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