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Poem October 21, 1905 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

Pleasant View in Autumn

GRACE WHITE.

From tree, and field, and shady nook
The birds their southward way are wending.
Beneath their weight of ripened fruit
The orchard trees their branches bending.
To leafy walks a fairy charm
The trees their new-found tints are lending,
And with the sunset skies aflame
Their wondrous colors now are blending.

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