Here's a nice number by good ol' Emily D in honor of the Great State of Minnesota taking our children back today.
Autumn
Emily Dickinson
The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a grayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
