Here's another lovely offering to Poet's Corner from a Rhondda gentleman. 

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"Days of Colour"

In Autumn as each Summer Day is lost

A little dew on ground with early frost

The colours that one sees in all the trees

Leaves floating down in abundance in the breeze

With natures carpet on the ground

Red, Orange, and Gold spread all around

All the colours gone with the first fall of snow

The days of Autumn where did you go?

Those crisp cold mornings when you wake

A little touch of ice at edge of lake

Animals search for their winter store

Then hibernate until Spring once more

Birds fly away to a warmer land

Why can't we? Wouldn't it be grand

From August, September to late October

Then all the Autumn days are over

One more year to wait and see

All those lovely colours on the trees

Autumn is my favourite season of the year

With my days of colour gone, I shed a tear