Signs of Autumn
When leaves are raining from the trees,
to make a colourful carpet on the ground;
the smell of woodsmoke's on the breeze;
with leaf-shuffling children a happy sound,
we know that Autumn's come around.
The sun feels tired and stays later in bed,
to dream of Halloween and Bonfire Night,
but thoughts of blackberry pies fill his head;
the moon spies people's smoking breath by starlight,
fireworks or Jack-o-lanterns in her sight.
For Francine's Bring On Fall contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2018
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