Before the Last Acorn Drops

BEFORE THE LAST ACORN DROPS

Come the middle of October
And the cold Arctic breeze
The squirrels will be fatter
The lakes and ponds will freeze
Out in the yard
There's so much wood left to chop
It's just a few days before the last
The last acorn drops

Soon we'll be greeted
By the season's first frost
What ever is not harvested
Is certainly lost
Not sure if I'm able
To save the rest of my crops
It's just a few days before the last
The last acorn drops


The days are growing shorter
Under gray cloudy skies
In the silence of the never ending night
A lone coyote cries
A dusting of snow
On the fields and rooftops
Means it's just a few more days before the last
The last acorn drops

The leaves are mostly fallen
From the maples and oaks
The air is thick at sunset
With sweet smell of smoke
Soon Seasonal ornaments
Will adorn the shops
It's just a few days before the last
It's just a few days before the last
The last acorn drops