Autumn Poem by David Pass

The holidays are over and now we’re back at school
The days are getting shorter and it is getting cool
The blackberries have ripened and harvest time has come
The corn is cut and gathered for it is now autumn

The peas and beans are ready, the sprouts are ripening fast
The potatoes have been dug, the cauliflowers are last
Cuckoos have long departed and now the swallows go
Geese and swans will fly to us before the first light snow

Some wasps and bees are dying but not of course the queen
And on a humid evening dense clouds of gnats are seen
The leaves are turning golden and soon will die and fall
But not from yew or holly, a few may but not all