Now, in the Autumn of our years
We wait to see what Winter brings
While russet beauty calms our fears
Chill Winter hints of sufferings.
We’ve savoured all the joys of youth
Forged paths through lifetime’s verdant Spring
The love and laughter constant proof
Summer is time for blossoming.
Now Autumn sees us slow – and taste
The harvest of our earlier years,
Determined that we should not waste
The lessons learned from hopes and fears.
But all the wisdom garnered then
Cannot protect from Winter’s cold.
There’s no escape the fate of men
To live the seasons, and grow old.