Autumn – A Poem


Autumn has always been my favourite of seasons,

not for one thing, but for plenty of reasons.

With the leaves turning golden and the nip in the air,

the nights drawing closer, the trees turning bare.

Autumn has always been my favourite of times,

the theatres all starting their pantomimes.

But it is the best of all reasons, that this is all true,

It’s the fact I return home, spending time just with you.

© Matthew T. Aspden

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