An Autumn Poem
May. 26th, 2026 10:15 pmIn the years when I was younger
I thought of only summer
And, oh, how I would hunger
For those lazy carefree days
But now I sit here thinking
As the seasons begin their changing
I found out all the secrets they can bring
Apples ripe for picking
Hay gathered up for sitting...
By the warmth of the crackling fire side
In the years when I was younger
I thought of only summer…
But I’ll think of only summer no more
As the chill wind playfully nips
My nose, my ears, and my fingertips…
Instead, I think it’s autumn once more
The carpet of leaves
On the cooling ground
Kissed by a gray rainy day all around…
Can make a person blue, it’s true
If you’re melancholy and see only gray
And maybe a snowflake or two
Just remember all the lovely secrets I have shown to you
When you’re walking through the barren trees
Through those colorful swirls of autumn leaves...
May the mellow magic bring you peace
In the years when I was younger
I thought of only summer
Now I long for the days of autumn, too
When pumpkins leave their hiding places
When you see the festive faces…
When you get that little taste
I hope someday this season will find you
I thought of only summer
And, oh, how I would hunger
For those lazy carefree days
But now I sit here thinking
As the seasons begin their changing
I found out all the secrets they can bring
Apples ripe for picking
Hay gathered up for sitting...
By the warmth of the crackling fire side
In the years when I was younger
I thought of only summer…
But I’ll think of only summer no more
As the chill wind playfully nips
My nose, my ears, and my fingertips…
Instead, I think it’s autumn once more
The carpet of leaves
On the cooling ground
Kissed by a gray rainy day all around…
Can make a person blue, it’s true
If you’re melancholy and see only gray
And maybe a snowflake or two
Just remember all the lovely secrets I have shown to you
When you’re walking through the barren trees
Through those colorful swirls of autumn leaves...
May the mellow magic bring you peace
In the years when I was younger
I thought of only summer
Now I long for the days of autumn, too
When pumpkins leave their hiding places
When you see the festive faces…
When you get that little taste
I hope someday this season will find you