The days are getting shorter
so am I
they fade into sunset sooner
dark grows the sky.
The beauty of October is almost gone
the colors all grow dim
the best is in the mind
full to the brim.
Just for a time, you came
to brighten up the day
with cool and crisp of perfume
we always knew you could not stay.
Soon, the winter shows its face
cold and frosty flakes of snow
come floating down like cotton *****
the season is too long, I know.
Seasons of my life are passing quickly
an avalanche of time goes by
time speeds up with advancing age
everything grows older
so do I.