Ode To Autumn
“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” By John Keats
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness
Autumn comes with light rain and fallen leaves,
Shorter days, chills but lots of blessedness.
As pretty doves shelter under the eaves,
We sit on benches admiring the lake,
Some birds fly, geese long gone to better climes
And humpback fish swim, twisting like a snake.
How I love this season with such good times.
Up on the hill, a stag deer roars its call,
The rutting season has truly began.
Such is the exciting time of the fall.
Barks attract the young bucks to join the clan.
Youngsters prepare their main annual fare,
Halloween is near, trick or treat beware.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2020
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