Silver and Gold
Silver the bole of the slender birch tree
In autumnal dress gleaming gold
Shimmering leaves that the breezes twist free
Tossed down to the ground in the cold
In autumnal dress brightly gleaming like gold
By the silver trunk of the tree
Golden the sun as the breezes enfold
The last leaves which dance merrily
The sun lights the silver trunk of the tree
And leaves there in numbers untold
Some still on branches, some strewed o’er the lea
A beauty more precious than gold.
The sun shines on leaves in numbers untold
Shimmering leaves blowing free
Which shine with a beauty more precious than gold
As silver the bole of the tree.
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