Autumn Fantasy

Had a dream the other night Birds stayed, did not take flight October came, November too But temperatures were the same as June What was happening do you suppose Was Autumn holding back the cold It could not for it's only a season There had to be another reason The leaves of trees did not turn Nor did the bushes or the ferns Grass stayed green, flowers bloomed Was our winter season doomed For who can forget a winters morn When it seems the world is new reborn Winter's white mantle upon the ground And nothing but silence all around Insects slumber, some birds are gone But there are natives who give us song Bluejays, chickadees, sparrows too Silhouetted against the sky so blue The winter season is a must Or skis and sleds would gather dust Who can deny the earth a rest Mother Nature still knows best Some think the winter harsh But Spring returns in the month of March Cursing winter can be terribly mean For you might find you get your dream