24 September 2012
The log fire crackles in the gloom Charred wood smoke blows about the room Outside a wind batters all that stands As autumn reclaims its precious lands
Darkness shrinks the length of day Seasons pass come what may A summer passed without the sun Winter wont likewise forget its fun
Global warming may melt ice caps How about some heat here perhaps? Seven more days of gales and rain Then we're fecking off to Spain :)
Autumn Sun • Opuss № I