Autumn Bittersweet

Autumn the Fair

The soft fragrance of Autumn arrives,
The carpet of reds, browns and greens,
The beasts search shelter, a way to survive,
The temperature drops, you know what it means.

Winter is close, the sun will not warm,
Though this is the time that I most adore,
While the people can only percieve a storm,
This is the season I most care for.

Brings memories of laughter, unbridled joy,
On angel's wing, A song in my heart,
Times I would thoroughly love, truly enjoy,
Times that would leave, abruptly depart.

Now laughter is forced, smiles are quite rare,
Moving forward without hope, a mask I must wear,
Being strong and joking, for those that I care,
But Autumn is here, the breeze through my hair,
Even though my heart remains in despair,
This fragrance of Autumn, my happiness shares.