Fall's Fest

Fall's Fest

Dead branches fall from Cotton trees

Cold breezes freeze my toes

The leaves are yellowing on the trees,

The grass is cold with dew
The orange dead leaves, that stand on trees

Just waiting for the breeze

The metal sign, is cold as ice, or seems to me it is

The squirrels feed to plump themselves

As soon the winter comes.

The porches decked with coming fall and some for Halloween

The roads are wet from morning showers,

The air is moist and cold.

The barefoot beasts of bark and mew,

Go wandering in the streets.

The ragged mouse, tired of the race

That hungry cats bring him .

The Canada geese are flying home, to meet their cousins there

The air is cold, the frost is near

The wind is crisp and cold

The sky is clear, September leaves

And with October harvest ends.

Dead branches fall from cotton trees

The swing is now long gone

A storm of last did kill the branch, that held much fun of past

The yellow brown bark, with moss atop

Does contrast with the white inside

Now weathered with the stormy winds, and wet from many a storm

Now drying in the beating sun, then freezing with the night

Now falling slowly in face of winds,

And breaking with a sound,

Like pistols fired, or rocks far dropt, or dry logs in a fire

Now sweeping soft the sandy dirt

As if it were the floor

Now falling, falling slowly still

Until it reach the ground

The porches decked with coming fall and some for Halloween

Soaked with the rain ne’er dried with sun

The feline beasts hide in their homes

While children search for thin black cats

And cry “A Ghost!” Whenever moms

Do put their sheets outside

A baby cries when brought inside a spider infested house

With one large air-filled octoped, a-hanging on the door

The sweeper sweeps the dirt filled streets

But leave dust in a pile

The rain just brings it back again while children cry “A bat!”

The stores are filled with creepy scores

Of spiders, ghosts, and thin black cats

While spider webs in granny’s house are safely swept away

For she sets up the spider web she just bought from the store

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