When Autumn veils my season's smile
and lingers in the air a while . . .
though Indian days be gold spun,
my summering will come undone.
Night's shadows fall more quickly now;
birds sooner too forsake their bough.
No tarrying for old friend Sun
when summering becomes undone.
Oh, warmth of Summer, leave me not.
Through Winter's frost I grow distraught.
The melancholy has begun;
my summering will come undone.
As Autumn veils my season's smile,
my summering will come undone.
so autumn is here for awhile
We wish you the best November. XX
   Happy weekend.  Stay Safe.!!

fm thanks

Duck x

💦 𝕊𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙 💦