Autumn descends … slowly
Directed by nature’s magic
Leaves surrender to the hues of red and flaming gold
The world, buttons-up all to await the changes

Colour me yellow in shades of decay
Leaves stencilled as images of the living
Green, green the rushes grow
Sweet hours spent within the fields
In meadows and woods
Foraging under hedgerows
Lost in a bygone era

Protected from the anguish
Children allowed to just be children
A simpler lifestyle
Where time seemed to stand still