Crisp Days Come to Call

I'll admit my primary problem with Autumn has a lot to do with what happens next. Having said that, there are moments as we shift from summer to winter that can be truly golden and I had one of those yesterday morning out walking.

Close to the edge, down by the river. Down at the end, round by the corner. 
Seasons will pass you by. Now that it's all over and done. 
Called to the seed, right to the sun. Now that you find, now that you're whole. 
Seasons will pass you by.
-bill kenny