AUTUMN

AUTUMN

The sun weakens and the days shorten,
Leaves turn from green to a golden brown,
Flies die and flowers begin to wither,
Buzzing bees are nowhere to be found,
Animals decide to hibernate,
And many birds decide to migrate;
But it is the time of the harvest,
The season when fruit explodes with ripeness,
Churches have a harvest festival,
While in the park ducks still swim on the pond;
The long school holiday has ended,
It is dark in the morning at seven,
Birds no longer twitter in the trees,
Leaves fall to the ground and perish
As they are trodden on by heavey feet,
Conkers plonk from the horse chestnut
And children throw them at each other,
Orange flames from an open fire,
Kill the chill in the large sitting room,
A bowl of soup warms the body,
While outside a lady shivers,
And trees begin to look so forlorn,
And will only feel joy when spring is born.

By Sarah Lipton Sidibeh

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