Coming Soon To A Town Near You.

Autumn leaves fall and cover the cold damp ground.
We know for sure that we are winter bound.
Sky above no longer blue.
Through it emigrating birds flew.
Everywhere looks damp and grey.
Farmers can no longer make nourishing hay.
Winter coats are aired and dusted.
For storing warmth they are truly trusted.
Soon the snow will start to fall.
Winter time will soon call.