Red, orange, yellow and brown
blur together in the skies and the ground.
What good news does September bring?
A new life,
a chance of reconciling
with my past, my future,
beneath the full moon of Harvest,
with fresh crops for sale in every market.
I sit in front of the fireplace,
hot chocolate in hand.
Reminiscing on the days,
I sunk my feet into sand.
A new colour appears
with each new year.
My son is born,
oh look,
a new fear!
White and blue,
a world painted just for you.
Come, my baby, quick haste,
let's enjoy a hot chocolate,
in front of the fireplace.