These Are The Things

Amber leaves and rustling trees

Falling slowy to the ground

Fill the air with a chilly breeze


These are the things that make me smile

when I take the time to stop and look awhile.


Pumpkin spice on a moonlit night

Leaves crunching underfoot

Completes the mood with little Jack's light.


These are the things that make me grateful

to see the people, the leaves, and the tall, pretty maple.


Walking through the pumplkin patch

With frosty fingers and chilly toes

Hay rides, marshmallows, and spooky scarecrows.


These are things the things that make me remember

GPA's, SAT's, and various numbers

Aren't the only things that matter

In the cozy autumn days of October.



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