October! Beautiful October!
A favorite season of all the year
With all its kaleidoscope of colors
And its mucic so sweet to the ear . . .
The music of the whispering wind
Whispering gently through colorful leaves
Telling the little birds it is time
To abandon their home in the trees.
Summer is dying, yes, she's dying
Is chanted softly, quietly everywhere . . .
In the murmur of the woodland stream
The crispness of morn and evening air
The chirping of the lonely cricket
Chirping the last days of its life away
And the gold of the golden sunset
Heralding the end of an autumn day.
Oh, give me the peace of October
And let me languish in her warm embrace
With her breezes so gently teasing
And pomp of her color every place
Though I dearly love early springtime
When thousands of flowers open their bud
Now, I'm enslaved to bright October
Though she has drained summer's lifeblood!