Think not all is over: spring returneth, Buds and leaves and blossoms thou shalt see. (I really am quite proud of that.) But there is something I’ll admit That has me worried just a bit.
Drive the shivering leaflets from the tree. Emails, audio and video clips, prose and poetry are also very welcome. Think not, when the wailing winds of autumn. But when those leaves are stepped upon, Listen for the crackling sound. Staff, students, parents of students: we want to hear about your experiences of work and life in lockdown. A MONG the leaves of Autumn, dear, That strew the wistful wold, I walk again once more I hear The footsteps of the passing year Amid the scenes of old. #UCTLockDownLetters is a new feature on the University of Cape Town (UCT) news site. Fall in Love With These 6 Beautiful Autumn Poems.
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