Crisp Fall air
I forgot how nice it was
A gentle breeze
Sixty degrees
The flaming colors of turning leaves
Take a deep breath in
Hold it with a chill
Smell the pumpkins on the air
See the scarecrow over there.
It’s the time for festivals and fairs
A spooky October
Pumpkins on every step
There’s excitement for Halloween
And childish frights to make you scream
And plenty of fake blood on the scene
Then the harvest of fall
November welcomes one and all
Turkeys will be basted
Some families could get wasted
But Thanksgiving’s the best we ever tasted
Crunchy leaves
An oversized hoodie
A season that may seem so small
Still, many of us do recall
The crisp, cool air of Fall
nikki diekemper 