There's not much more a poignant season than Autumn. It's so darn beautiful, but also a time of loss as we say goodbye to the vitality of summer and know that the winter darkness is going to wrap us tight in an icy cloak. I dn't know what it is you are going through, but poetry is a good way to work through stuff, isn't it? A beatiful, poignant poem!
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I love the cathartic nature of poetry. I happen to think that all seasons have their place. I just don't always like that some things (and people) may turn out to be in our lives for only a season... when what we had hoped and believed was that they would be there for a lifetime. Of course, there are some things we are glad to see in the rearview mirror! (such as my son's SEN high school application that consumed the best part of our summer and left me with little headspace for Hive). But when we love people, when we connect with them, letting go emotionally can be hard, and then sometimes, just when you think, it's all over bar the singing... they pop up again... and we are forced to question where we now stand; whether our role in their life and theirs in ours, has changed. Perspective is a funny thing.