Answer:
the poem is
When the summer feilds are mown,
When the birds are fledged and flown,
And the dry leaves strew the path
with the falling of snow
With the cawing of the crow
once agian the feilds we mow
and gather in the aftermath
This was from "Aftermath" by, Wadsworth Longfellow
Explanation: i think that its life is returning to the world after a long winter
Im not completly sure so yeah...
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