(A poem for Autumn. I hate bloody Autumn!)

 

The sun shines bright but thin today

But still casts shadows, if to say,

“Remember I’ll be strong once more

When winter’s chill has passed away”.

 

For as in summers gone before

The garden’s growth it will restore

To chit the seed and warm the beast

And once again be held in awe.

 

Then to the West and from the East

Its timeless rays shall be released

Regenerative warmth bestowing

Fecundity to bear the feast.

 

For following their springtime sowing

Fruit and crop and flower growing

The table set with food and spray

Beneath its incandescent glowing.

 

Such bounty though we must defray

But do so without dull dismay

Take comfort that it is not snowing

The sun shines bright but thin today.