Autumn I love the autumn's mirrored hues Bright red maples and yellows too. The gold of some, and orange bright Are wondrous on the mountain heights. I love the crisp cool autumn days And mornings filled with soft gray haze. To take a walk along some trail I see new colors o'er hill and dell. Autumn is a special time It comes before winter's chilling whine. That's why I love the autumn so As coats and sweaters on must go. But the best Autumn of them all Is my lovely daughter Autumn Shaw She's all grown up with children now But her name will always remind me how... How she came into my life one day My firstborn child, a golden ray. Just like the days the season brings She makes my heart with joy-bells ring.