If you are pained by external things, it is not they
that disturb you, but your own judgment of them.
And it is in your power to wipe out that judgment now.
~Marcus Aurelius

We notice now the shortening of the day,
Our spring and summer gone, won't come again.
Although our love is young, we're growing old
So savour mellow fruitfulness a while.
Let's glory in the autumn and be bold,
We'll laugh and greet each new day with a smile.
Give me your hand my love and let us be
Close friends, fond lovers, help-mates to the end,
And best of all to be good company,
Sharing whatever else this life may send.

Come kiss me love and hold me in your arms
Before cold winter freezes all my charms.