Autumn 96

The autumn leaves fall thick and fast
We wish the summer days could last
But now a chill is in the air
Thoughts turn to fireside and favourite chair

The harvest soon will all be home
Cupboards stocked with foods homegrown
And as the tools are put away
We’re thankful for abundant hay

Woolly hats and gloves we seek
As roses bloom in our cheek
Walks are brisker not so far
At night we view the evening star

Berries red are on the trees
Robin comes each year to please
A harbinger of christmas cheer
That soon will end another year

Brenda S. Warhurst

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