the season of autumn

On this cold autumn night I thought of the beautiful season we have before us. I have written a poem and have taken a few pictures to express my feeling of the beautiful season of fall.

When I think of fall I think of frosty nights and warm fires,

I think of scary pumpkins and wistful ghosts,

 I think of falling leaves and corn mazes.

The smells of pumpkin pies and burning leaves waft through the crisp night air.

 All of the pumpkin patches and the Thanksgiving feasts swirl together in my mind to make one picture, fall.

 Fall, the season of tanks, the season of scary nights,

 and the season of color and thoughtfulness,

 the season of nights to remember.

 I adore the season of fall, and I look forward to it every year.