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In seasons green and flower bloom

Hazy summer afternoon

Golden rays up in the sky

Through the summer air in flight

Time has come once more to roam

From shady glen and cozy home

Over hill and dale to ride

Through wooded vale and riverside

Never more will spirit roam

Where once it was a place called home

Season change from green to chill

Golden leaves on bracken hill

To ever walk the road and lane

That leads to cozy home again

To ever know what hearth awaits

Through garden path and gate

Time is here and now has past

To walk the homey paths at last

To feel soft grass neath foot and sole

To see grassy hills that turn and roll

Here at last at garden gate

Life has led, life as fate