Hustle Bustle, Come And Go

I awoke to radiant splendour Blue skies were crystal clear, Golden rays glistened thro' the trees In late autumn of the year. Crimson roses, slender and tall Swayed in the fresh morning air. A pair of white doves had fallen in love Mother nature was never as fair! But suddenly, the picture changed As traffic rushed 'to and fro'. Quiet serenity had flown... There was 'hustle bustle come and go'. Children were shouting up yonder And oh those road drills and 'planes. Deafening noises spread for miles From the rattle and clatter of cranes. That's life ~ as we have to live it. Reality endured by everyone. But a peaceful dawning will shine again Tomorrow, in the late autumn sun.