It is that time again to welcome Autumn Gold on the Clock of Seasons™.
I’m Autumn Gold…I’ll tell you true…my good friend who is 
Summer Blue…has left and gone away.
Summer’s gone and I can tell…
I’ll look inside the Wishing Well and know my time is now.
The air is brisk…the snow is near…the stream is slow…the forest’s glow…all cools the Autumn land.
The leaves go crunch…all in a bunch…the forest’s all aglow..the forest’s all aglow.
The leaves go crunch…all in a bunch…and this one thing I know…the forest’s all aglow.
Now I see the colors in the leaves that fall beneath me at my feet.
Now, I feel the leaves go crunch…all in a bunch. I hear them crackle each one I meet.
The harvest has come…the garden’s done as we wait for Winter White’s snow.
The stream is slow…the forest’s glow…all show me fall is here.
I’m here… I’m here…I’m here…Autumn Gold is here
The Autumn time is in my hand. The Clock of Seasons slows the land and catches Autumn’s glow.
The clock slows down across the land…and pleases Autumn Gold so!
The shadows stretch across the land in colors of the setting sun…in colors of the sun.
The shadows stretch across the land and Autumn time is in my hand. The time is in my hand.
Now, I see the colors in the leaves which fall beneath me at my feet.
Now, I feel the leaves go crunch all in a bunch…I hear them crackle each one I meet.
I’m Autumn Gold…I’ll tell you true…my good friend who is Summer Blue has left and gone away.
Until the next summer day becomes the hands of time and Summer Blue sings her summer rhyme of summer days in summer haze, but for now…
I’m here…Autumn Gold is here and fall is all ablaze…fall is all ablaze.
Wishing you well,
Autumn Gold
P.S. Please welcome all my friends…
Hawk
Pumpkin
Scamper Squirrel, Spicy Girl
Apple Dumplin
Basket of Friendly Vegetables
