Autumn Days

The aged days of falling leaves are here Moving towards winter, of my demise Resting peacefully I contain my fear Know I'm closer to the day death will rise Searching time remembering yesterdays Still awaiting new hours of tomorrow I'll harvest richness from the longest days And dispense of all the old sorrows Knowing what's been and the effort sustained From desires to failures and all between I'll toast to memory and all it contains And cheer long for the times love intervened I'll await winter, not fear its dark cold I tasted life and have slowly grown old