Rain hammering with each stone drop
Children hoping for it to stop stop stop!
When the sky’s clear, on a crisp autumn day,
Let the rustle of leaves, carry your worries away!
For soon, the end of October will be within sight
Ghouls , ghosts, gargolyes, what a terrifying fright!
Before long, from the ground to the trees
Blanketing the colours, usurping the autumn breeze
Comes that time of year again, that we both know
Bringing ice, cold, and torrents of snow!
But do not fret, sadden , or tear
Autumn will come again, in one short year!