"Lady Autumn, Queen of the Harvest,
I have seen You in the setting sun
with Your long auburn tresses
blowing in the cool air that surrounds You.
Your crown of golden leaves is jewelled
with amber, amethyst, and rubies.
Your long, flowing purple robe stretches across the horizon.
In Your hands You hold the ripened fruits.
At Your feet the squirrels gather acorns.
Black crows perch on Your outstretched arms.
All around You the leaves are falling.
You sit upon your throne and watch
the dying fires of the setting sun
shine forth its final colours in the sky.
The purple and orange lingers
and glows like burning embers.
Then all colours fade into the twilight.
Lady Autumn, You are here at last.
We thank you for your rewards
We have worked hard for these gifts.
Lady Autumn, now grant us peace and rest"
Deirdre Akins.