Slightest Chill
slightest chill in the air this eve.
prospect of pumpkins blinking;
and apple, sour and sweet, pies;
sweater hugs and hot beverages;
passes and touchdowns; falling
leaves, piled high with laughter.
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2024
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