The equinox in fairness with it brings
An equal length to each of night and day.
No preference is given, none received,
And for this while extremes are kept at bay.
No such approach adopts the brazen Sun,
Who now proceeds to fill with warmth each hour
And casts around without restraint his light
Revealing summer's wealth in leaf and flower.
Beneath our wheels the rolling Cotswold hills
Show first a winding lane and then a crown
Of woods atop a summit that now swoops
Towards the vale where nestles Evesham town.
But equinox is calling end to day
And bids us turn at Broadway after tea.
The darkling sky announces autumn's sway,
Bequeathing only twilight time to see.
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