Here comes Autumn! Briliant trees
Nippy breezes - whirling leaves
Sunny days and starry nights
Any time now - Christmas lights
Hint of frost upon the grass
Sunshine means it doesn't last
Gardens looking old and sad
Though still some colour to be had
Roses bloom in sheltered spots
Dahlias - their colours hot
Even though the days are not
Fields are brown, and ploughed and sown
Some with green already showing
Apples ripe upon the trees
Falling in the stiffening breeze
Hawthorn berries on the hedges
Hanging there like tiny cherries
Misty mornings - dewy grass
I am sad when Autumn's passed....
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