Leaves change colors.
The cool air hovers.
Pumpkins grow.
You can hear a crow.
Halloween draws close.
A kid dresses as a ghost.
Thanks giving is near,
It brings loved ones here.
You've looked forward to fall,
Now it has come to call.
YOU ARE READING
My poetry
PoetryThis is just a book of poems I wright. Ya know...... when I'm not crying in the shower.
