In this season of blazing reds, yellows, oranges I give to you to remember
When my leaves are gone
Remember the coolness you treasure under the covers of my boughs from the heat of the day
Remember the shelter given when the storms gather and threaten
Remember this beauty of color that delights
Remember during the season of quiet to watch for my gentle unfolding
But if this be my last season, remember me
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