| Show ON A FALL BLOSSOM I The autumn had been cold and drear I i With mists and fogs and weeks of rain rain J JIt So set the scowl on Natures Nature's brow It seemed sE-emed she neer ne'er would smile ag agal again in n 12 This morning she forgot her frown And smoothed her wrinkles one by one f fA t. t A little bud thought spring had come corne And opened to the treacherous sun That night the white frost killed the flower The sun had tempted with his wiles Poor blossom 1 How were you to know That empty are the fairest smiles ETC Ex c 0 |