BareA slow, painful death,
As, one by one, the leaves fall.
By autumn's end, it has left them
Without any at all
Not until after winter,
Will spring come once more,
To revive the trees
From the autumn before.
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]
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