AUTUMN LAMENT.

It’s sad; I know that autumn is here
Winds are cold though nights are clear
How hard it is to bring to mind
Last spring and summer warm and kind
No longer strolling through the park
No more listening to the lark
Too soon it seems its all gone by
Sun shining down from cloudless sky
Now nights are long and days are short
It’s back to football’s winter sport
Now comes the time to look ahead
To snow and ice and noses red
Migrating birds have left our shores
Carpets of leaves upon the floors
Hedgehogs do the wisest thing
They go to sleep until its spring
But us, we have to wrap up well
And with luck, you just can’t tell
That if we take it day by day
Quite soon we will find we are back in May.