thoughtful thursday...

i like spring,

but it is too young.

i like summer,

but it is too proud.

so i like best of all

autumn,

because its leaves

are a little yellow,

its tone mellower,

its colours richer,

and it is tinged

a little with sorrow...

it's golden richness

speaks not

of the innocence of spring,

nor of the power of summer,

but of the mellowness

and kindly wishdom

of approaching age.

it knows the limitations of life

and is content.

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lin yutang

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wishing you autumn mellowness and content...

peggy