The seasons come and go,
Come and go in our lives,
When suddenly we find
Autumn is upon us once more.
As we go wandering with nature
Changes can be seen,
The beautiful colours abound,
The reds, oranges and yellows
Show us the canvas created
In this wondrous colourful time.
The leaves falling around us
Giving us a carpet of brown,
And there in the carpet
We see the red apples,
Red apples fallen,
Fallen from the trees
Laying side by side with mushrooms,
Pure white mushrooms,
And berries gleaming,
Gleaming on the bushes,
All waiting to be picked.
Those are the days
When we gather in our home.
As the days get colder
The fire gets lit,
And we gather around it
To be together for warmth.
The clocks change,
The evenings are earlier,
And as darkness falls
We await that knock,
Knock on the door
Where the Halloween witches
Demand trick or treat.
We look out the window
The flowers are dying,
Leaves are on the ground,
But they will be raked away
Leaving the green grass,
The green grass glowing
Until that time,
That time when winters snow
Covers all in pure white,
And the New Year calls us,
Calls us into Spring.