October hiking

 up in the morning 

before  the red sun 

there mush hearty hiking 

that  calls to be done 

there are mountain trails begging 

a hiker strong heel 

we'll cook a are  male 

October  red oak leaves 

will furnish the fire 

the  smoke fishing  skyward  

will from a tall spire 

we'll  look  the north  

and  from our  glad throats 

a song will come forth 

In October's fine weather 

the high  hilltops call

the haver reached their great moment 

In the  pageant of fall 

we must no delay 

October rare  weather 

lasts just for a day.

so up in with the sun 

and  race with the sun 

at twilight let's price that 

a great  hour is done 

a hike to the hilltops 

a hike to the sky 

while October  red  grander 

slowly  drifts by.

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