In the brightly glowing embers
Of a dying Autumn day,
Some children and their parents
Had hit the ground to play.
And around the lake were scattered,
Some placid fishermen.
Who watched their lines most carefully,
And tweaked them, now and then.
Geese were grazing peacefully,
Ducks swam, to and fro.
A heron stood regarding all,
In the dusky, golden glow.
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