I had a lovely walk on Friday with some friends through country lanes in St Ouen, that very rural of Parishes, and this gave rise to this poem.
Autumnal
Season of the year, before it grows old
Milder sunshine, punctuated heavy rain
Sometimes Indian summer, others cold
With rain lashing at the window pane
Ambling leisurely along the country lane
Sheep grazing peacefully nearby fields
Gentle turning of rooftop weather vane
Before weather breaks, to winter yields
Old country farmhouses, chimney smoke
The apples ripe, with so much windfall
Earlier sunsets, a falling twilight cloak
Shadows lengthen over roadside wall
Autumn days, both joyful and sadness
Leaves golden brown bring gladness
Season of the year, before it grows old
Milder sunshine, punctuated heavy rain
Sometimes Indian summer, others cold
With rain lashing at the window pane
Ambling leisurely along the country lane
Sheep grazing peacefully nearby fields
Gentle turning of rooftop weather vane
Before weather breaks, to winter yields
Old country farmhouses, chimney smoke
The apples ripe, with so much windfall
Earlier sunsets, a falling twilight cloak
Shadows lengthen over roadside wall
Autumn days, both joyful and sadness
Leaves golden brown bring gladness
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