Almost Fall (#647)

The presence of fall is in the air,
Soon it will be time for a Halloween scare,
First, the leaves must turn,
And the colder weather must return,
The skies must get a little grayer,
Those turned leaves must fall and layer,
Pumpkins and harvest horns,
Cider and candy corns,
The smell of bales of hay,
And the ever-shortening light of day,
Fall is coming, and it’ll be here soon,
So, will the crisp air and beautiful fall moon,
It’s the only season that nourishes my soul,
Without it, I just wouldn’t keep whole.

Any Thoughts?

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