Today, as I was changing my fragrance wardrobe, putting away my summer fragrances and adding my rich, beautiful fall fragrances, I began to think of October:
October is a gypsy queen
In dress of red and gold
She sleeps beneath the silver moon
When nights are crisp and cold.
The meadows flame with color now
which once were cool and green
Wild asters and the goldenrod
Bow low to greet their queen.
When she is tripping through the wood
with song so clear and sweet,
The autumn leaves come sifting down
and rustle beneath her feet
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