Autumnal Pride
'Oh do move on, Summer - it's time for a change
I've so many seasonal chores to arrange!
Whilst you, my dear sister can laze in the sun,
For me there are serious tasks to be done.
I have to ensure that the hedgehogs remember
To stock up on food at the start of September.
Then trigger celestial cues as causation
For swallows' onset of long distance migration.
Blithe, frolicking squirrels must forfeit their play
To stash bereted nuts for the next rainy day.
And whilst I remember, the trees need a shake;
A gentle reminder their leaves to forsake.
A new coat of paint is applied in a rush
And a kiss from my lips makes the blackberries blush.
I’ll crisp up the air and leave everything stark,
Ensuring that nippy Jack Frost makes his mark.
And tickle the prickles of sweet chestnut shells
Till, sides split with laughter, their treasure expels.
And last but not least, I've the pumpkins to swell
And harvest to gather, folk's hunger to quell.'
'Now please hold your horses, dear brother of mine.
Just take a deep breath and then all will be fine.
One thing you've left out in this frenzied oration;
We all play a role in the Master's creation.
So let’s work together and less of your squall,
Just maybe that’s why pride is linked to a fall!!'
02/08/18
'Just toss another one in' contest
Copyright © Wendy Watson | Year Posted 2018
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