Away With Worry: Autumn Again
Angela Black writes aout the season of mists and mellowness.
I can hear the sound of circling rooks
And smell the tang of bonfire smoke
From the gardens down the lane
And I know it's autumn again
I can see the swallows in a row
Perched on the wires ready to go
I feel the wind and the blustery rain
I know, I know, it's autumn again.
