Autumn
The first signs I see
When the colors change to orange, yellow and brown
The sun is shining but sweatshirts are worn
Leaves begin falling to the ground
If there were a time of year
I could cherish to forever keep
I would have to pick Autumn
It’s scent is forever with me
Pumpkins on porches
Halloween décor
What else could be that much fun
Every other season is just a bore
09-2000