Hey everybody! I decided to post another poem. I wrote this a while back, but this is one of my favorites. Fall is my favorite season by FAR, so I popped out this poem in no time. Hope you like it! :)
Fall
Its here
The crispness in the air
The smell of Halloween
The waft of cold air
Every now and then
The last of the yellow butterflies
Flitting here and there
Green is fading yellow
Memories of
Cold bus stop mornings
The smell of burning wood
Bundling up
For a trip outside
Cold nights, spent huddled
Under a blanket
Go outside
And experience
Pumpkin carving, leave-jumping cozy little
Fall
Fall
Its here
The crispness in the air
The smell of Halloween
The waft of cold air
Every now and then
The last of the yellow butterflies
Flitting here and there
Green is fading yellow
Memories of
Cold bus stop mornings
The smell of burning wood
Bundling up
For a trip outside
Cold nights, spent huddled
Under a blanket
Go outside
And experience
Pumpkin carving, leave-jumping cozy little
Fall