Autumn’s Rise And Fall

Summer draws to a close, as we herald the fall, often brings a season that’s the best of them all

Cooler yet barmy, with evenings so clear, Autumn brings a smile, like a friend who draws near

Golden and red, with hues yellow and brown, the leaves whisper gently as they slowly fall down 

Late flowers that bloom with a brightness so sharp Primroses and Pansies bring colour in the dark

Autumn gives us a glow of summer’s embers that fade. The heat that was summer now welcomes the shade

We get a reminder that although some things die, their spirits and souls will rise up to the sky

No wonder it’s my favourite time of the year when the cycle of life makes us glad we are here.

Autumn’s Fall 

Autumn’s my favourite time of the year, but this time is different, with COVID to fear

The cases are rising, the deaths creep along, youngsters go partying, even though it is wrong

“The old have the problem” the young seem to say. Our lives lose their value in the “fall” of today

Once “Autumn of life” meant resting and calm, now Autumn breeds worry and COVID alarm

With jabs for pneumonia, shingles, and flu, we still hope for the next one, the one that is new

The leaves turning yellow, red, and then brown, they gently fall as Autumn souls go down

Autumn’s soon over, the clouds gather in, how long before trials of the vaccine begin?

Will winter bring the darkest of times? or bells of hope in Christmas chimes?

We pray to our own God that the future is bright, may spring come around with next Autumn insight.