October to May

Cousins
 Summer's gone come chill October days
 We will stroll through russet trees
 Through the fallen leaves of oak and sycamore
 That carpet earth through harsh December freeze.
 Fireworks and children with eyes that sparkle bright
 In November's Guy Fawkes flames
 Parents thinking of their forgotten years
 As they join in with their children's games.
 December brings nostalgic Santa Claus
 Toys and shining Christmas trees
 Families huddled round their open fires
 As they wait for winter's grip to ease.
 Seaside piers, iron girders gaunt and still
 Gone the crowds of yesterday
 Icy fingers in the sea at night
 Sad and empty tears the first of May.