Swallows begin their long journey south <br />To escape the winter cold, <br />They fly across a landscape <br />Of autumns brown and gold. <br /> <br />Squirrels are busy gathering nuts <br />To hide in their winter store, <br />The shorter days and longer nights <br />Tell us that autumn is here once more. <br /> <br />Geese fly in formation <br />Across the autumn sky, <br />While a curlew in a distant field <br />Sounds out a lonely cry. <br /> <br />The holly tree is a mass of red berries <br />That will give all the birds a feast, <br />Before the first snow of winter <br />Comes blowing in from the east.<br /><br />GORDON BUTCHERS<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tale-of-autumn/
