October
As fall turns, chill leans in
gently pressing warmth away
aging leaves reach a riotous peak
punching pigments everywhere.
Savory smells linger in comfort
busy stoves and fireplaces are lit
little ones dream of costumes
orange and black hues abound
until crimson leaves
break free.
Written on 10/3/2019
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