October October

October October

October October, as Summer is over, and chestnuts falling and Autumn’s calling.

And mother nature takes the blame, as red leaves covers all green, while the black bird spreads its wings, and loudly we hear her sing and the redbreasts cries with happy eyes.

Demanding the Libra Sun to early morning rise.

Then the Corncrake bids farewell to the long hot summer spell, and all wildlife starts to call, for that heavy seasonal fall, of gold & bronze scattered along the banks of the Grand Canal.