My Love of Fall

Its strange how I have always loved the fall Even as a child with schools threat so near I yawn and watched as time slowed to a crawl The suspension of freedom what I fear The crunching of leaves is beckoning me Only time of year decay smells so sweet The scar I still have from scrapping my knee From that piece of glass hidden in the street No other time of year do monsters roam Creeping down sidewalks, knocking at your door Ghosts and ghouls and, oh look a garden gnome Collecting treats and sweets till feet are sore I know not why I love the Fall so much Maybe its the calm before winters punch 10/04/2019 Fall Sonnet Poetry Contest Sponsor John Hamilton