THESE NIGHTS OF AUTUMN
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
It’s getting cold, the nights are closing in
No standing talking to neighbours now, we say hi, and hurry
in
Gathering the coal and a chopped up log
Lighting amber flames as the chimney spews fog
A candle I shall light
To make cosy this autumn night
An extra blanket on the bed
Oh bitter cold I do dread
Fingers frosty and face so red
Outcome the warm knits
For our hands toasty mits
Navy skies and silver stars
Slushing tires from the cars
Falling leaves
Rain copper colours
A gentle breaze
Makes bare the flowers
It’s dry though no springtime showers
People pass my window looking so solemn
Though we can have a beautiful autumn
To gather a cluster of colourful leaves
And conkers from the
trees
A dish or, vase full on your window
Next to your candle, a glow
How pretty that will look to passers by
And to their chilled faces perhaps a smile
So happy autumn from me to you
Just enjoy what’s in front of you
And we shall wait for another season
From snow and fir trees to beautiful blossom
As all the seasons will never be forgotten
Stay safe keep warm on these nights of autumn
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