It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have grown old

It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have grown old

As the vibrant colors of autumn begin to fade and the chill of winter starts to creep in, the words of the poem "It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have grown old" resonate deeply. The changing of the seasons serves as a powerful reminder of the passage of time and the inevitable cycle of life.