The season has changed
the colours are bright
the calm sway of a breeze
forces leaves to take flight

The blanket that comforts the sky
leaves frost over thickening blades
the crimson bonfire blaze
lights the sky for days

Pumpkins and apple pies
grace October with glee
the sweet smoke of burning wood
gently caress my fears to free

Conkers fall at my feet
kissed by natures protective force
the mellowed sweetness and starry skies
softly lighten winter’s course