Wednesday 27th September 

A storm blowing in 
A  tempest's might 
Heavy showers fall 
Through day and night 
Strong, gusty winds 
Whisper tales untold 
Swaying branches 
In the gale's hold 
A scattering of leaves 
In autumn's grace 
A dance of colour 
In this fleeting space 
As daylight shortens 
And darkness weaves 
The beauty of autumn 
In its golden eves 

Love you so much 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx