Autumn


I like the fall
The mist and all
I like the night owl's
Lonely call
And wailing sound
Of wind around
I like the gray
November day
And dead, bare boughs
That coldly sway
Against my pane
I like the rain

I like to sit
And laugh at it
And tend
My cozy fire a bit
I like the fall
The mist and all

Fr. Joseph K. Horn