Let the time of autumn carry you
Through days of amber sun
With bounty in the hedgerows
And harvest grown and won

Let the feel Of nature fill you
From the breath of gusting air
To the red kite soaring upward
As it chases fleeing hare

Let your mind turn to contentment
As your spirit heals from pain
And your heart fills and is joyous
While you become whole again

And while the days grow shorter
While the frost comes back once more
Light the first log fire
Then batten closed your door

For when winter comes with darkness
And the cold claws at your heart
Let it throw its worst and damnedest
We will never be apart