AUTUMN VIBES. As Autumns Gales begin to Howl And a mist hazes round the moon The fox is hunting for the fowl And twill have supper soon. I sit and think of all the comforts From without and In. And Ponder on this blessed home From without and In. The comfort of a warming fire And sometime Chestnut's too. The soft singing of a choir, Of which numbers two. Of, fluffy socks and cups of tea which wa...