Oh Autumn Breeze

OH AUTUMN BREEZE Oh Autumn breeze, I hate you thee, You have come back here to remind me. That trees will die, you will darken the sky, And turn everything grey around me. As the cold whispers in, The nights will grow longer upon me. Soon the snow will fall, with days so short, That dark of night is all around me. I hate this darkness oh' so long, Bring back the 'spring' upon me. But I must wait for March again, It seems so long, an eternity. Graham Alexander Devenish