Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!
Humbert Wolfe (1885 - 1940)
Source: Autumn (Resignation), 1926, st. 2
Contributed by: Zaady
Like a small gray coffee pot sits the squirrel.
Source: The Gray Squirrel, 1924, st. 1