AUTUMN

On a dewy green carpet the trees are all standing
Each on a rug of a different hue;
Clouds of leaves billowing
Bare branches beckoning
To travellers to pause here and look at the view.

The pale sun of Autumn through shimmering interstices
Though no heat providing, still warms up my heart –
But the chill wind reminds me it soon will be Winter :
All foliage gone, and the darkness will start.

But while Nature sleeps underneath her white blanket
New leaf buds and flowers begin to appear;
When Winter is over, sweet Spring will awaken
And joyfully herald another new year.

I am now in my Autumn, and life is still changing –
Tendrils of silver where chestnut once grew.
While some leaves are falling, fresh shoots are emerging –
We cherish each other, the old and the new.

My Winter is waiting, as sure as the season
And I’ll be with my Mother neath sparkling frost
I’ll still smile at the young ones – for they are the reason
We know life’s renewed, and true love’s never lost.