Ageing leaves fall to the ground
Ushering in the end of summer days
Tumbling twirling , furling all around
Under heaving boughs of harvest golden light plays
Myriads of scurrying animals gather winter stores
Night draws in and morning is dressed in foggy silver hoar.
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As smoke from a thousand bonfires rise
Unwinding dads rid the evening train homewards
Turning their eyes to the dying light thought of stake pie and fries
Uniformed school children collect harvest rewards
Muffled sounds of muted car tyres
Nipping cold , pinched cheeks as summer expires.