Summer turns to autumn Scarlet sky alight Eager eyes they clock watch As long day’s turn to night The warmth of sun is over Coolness in the air A plethora…
A crimson velvet blanket Adorns the autumn ground Cushioned air of silence Barely makes a sound Winds of change they beckon Life is glistened by the moon Summer felt eternal…
They call autumn the season of change. Evident in the change of colours between a blanket of green and the dynamic fiery orange and red that now adorn the ground.…
From a very early age I have always had the best fortune in September, October and November. Maybe it’s coincidence, it could even be fate but nearly all of the…