When the hot days carry on and on
Past the summer's portion
and moon is huge and golden
like a Jack o lantern
and leaves are falling yellow, orange,
and red.
We know these days are numbered,
Indian summer is upon us.
Our skin still feels the sun's caress
the air still moist and heavy
We know the year has seen it's best
When Indian Summer is on us.
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