My favourite season

I sometimes say it’s Spring,
but now I know,
it’s Autumn.
What other season brings
such unexpected joy?
That sudden burst
of colour all around you,
when the approaching
Winter seemed to hold
only gloom.
it’s a smile with rosy cheeks,
when the biting cold
expects a frown.
Crunching leaves underfoot
as you walk briskly
to a warm house,
only to find yourself
on the doorstep,
for one last

                                      - Richmond, 2000