What is there not to love about autumn? Falling amber and golden brown leaves crackling underfoot, the return of football and the magic of the Fall Classic, thanksgiving turkeys, grandma’s wool sweaters and that brisk wind that fills the lungs.
Here are some verses by Katherine Mansfield:
All become as red as roses
And the colour of their faces
Makes me think of orchard places
Where the juicy apples grow,
And tomatoes in a row.And to-day the hardened sinner
Never could be late for dinner,
But will jump up to the table
Just as soon as he is able,
Ask for three times hot roast mutton–
Oh! the shocking little glutton.Come then, find your ball and racket,
Pop into your winter jacket,
With the lovely bear-skin lining.
While the sun is brightly shining,
Let us run and play together
And just love the autumn weather.