So when the first one came, I said ‘this was it!’
I was sure the warmth would always last,
The ‘just right’ breeze and the morning glory
But it didn’t take long before it passed,
I claimed I loved, and this was the best
Neither extreme, but I spoke too fast…
Then came the second, and now I was sure
That this I admired, the shining sun,
The days had come to chill and enjoy
To spend time with friends and have lots of fun!
Convinced I was, that this is what I loved,
But again it passed, and this wasn’t the one…
Greens and yellows and reds, all in different shades
The third shortly after, showed colours so bright
Now I couldn’t be wrong, how could it be?
This was definitely the season that was absolutely right!
Every morning I awoke, eager to soak the autumn air
But time went on, and this dream, too, took flight…
Now I say with faith, that this fourth is the best
Shivering, shaking, but the scene is one to admire
The season of joy, is here for those who believe
Wearing layers of clothes, sitting closely by the fire
But deep inside I know, that this too will leave
Because the change of all four is the plan of the Higher
As each one comes through, it gives me reason to smile
so I sit and I think, that really I love all four
And as each day passes, and the seasons change their ways
I notice that the love grows even more
Today being bitter and cold, quite as expected
I better head inside to share this, as it’s about to pour!