Late October In Ireland

The leaves from the trees are beginning to fall And the caterpillar seeks a crack in the wall The month of October is slipping away And Winter comes closer with each passing day. The garden flowers have disappeared from the lawn And the salmon are moving up river to spawn And the days getting shorter and the nights growing long And the thrushes and finches no longer in song. The rain fall in drizzle from sky gloomy gray And cattle in wet pasture are bellowing for hay And farmer depressed for the Winter he fear And fodder quite scarce due to very wet year. Hedgerows lose their colour as winds strip them bare And Winter approaching 'the signs everywhere' And grass growth almost ended and grass not so green And wildflowers disappearing and few to be seen. The wind blowing colder and the river in flood And the water bank high flow the colour of mud Late October in Ireland and Winter so near And song birds grown silent and weather severe.