Seasons I love

Here its the tingly chill in the air,

Orange pumpkins and the mellowing sun,

As the earth envelops itself in a blanket

Rich with colours of mauve, red and gold

And the rustle of the leaves and the crunch of the grass

Of which soon there will left but none.

There the earth is waking up

From its long winter slumber

Preening itself with flowers galore

And the dewy grass and the warm-scented mud

That eggs the heart and mind to soar

Autumn and spring, what beauty they hold

Enjoy every moment of these wondrous times

Let yourself get carried away

Taking in all that the eye can behold.