Autumn, a Fine Time of Year

Autumn A fine time of year Its not the same as the other seasons, remember Autumn has an exceptional allure and aroma Autumn is the time when the elements are askew Neither friend or foe,neither beast or beauty Winter It's not the season I savor The unwelcomed anguish The atrocious winds and the inhumane iciness and a yearning for daffodils to revel themselves Springtime when nature will absolve itself of winter. Arriving with a placid assuage. Rapidly maturing into summer The abundant days of summer,with its unkind heat Days once ardent Will soon quench us again. Returning to autumn A fine time of year.