Autumn in Her Glory
Crows, bats, witches, haunted houses, goblins, ghosts and me
Pumpkin bread, corn pudding, warm caramel apples my way.
Delicate intricate spider webs between my house and garage.
Holding me in a delighted way on an October day.
Stringy gooey gritty globs of pumpkin slosh on my hands.
As I help squealing jack-0-lantern creators scrape.
Laughter of children coming in waves from leave piles.
Husband screaming at the referee calling him an ape.
Fluffy tailed squirrels chastising each other over walnuts.
Screeching if they think another squirrel has gotten a bit more.
Solid cinnamon roll smells wafting in from my happy oven.
Maize on porch, beside gourds of various colors next to door.
Autumn is here in all her glory, showing us the colors we expect.
Luxurious reds, yellows, browns and oranges showing up in droves.
Cardinal songbirds twitter and trill their announcement of winter.
Magic of fall showing up in pumpkin potpourri and smells of cloves.
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