Autumn

by Florence aged 15

the trees blew in the harsh wind

each calendar, you’ll find Halloween pinned

baskets filled of fruit and veg

blasted corn mazes will keep you on edge

drinking hot soup

careful, your pumpkins may hide a dupe

trick or treating, kids love the
occasion

animals prepare for hibernation

Leaves turn from green to red to brown

Now the sun fades, you mustn’t frown

‘Tis not yet the season to sit by the hearth and lounge

On Hallow’s Eve, children shall roam the streets and scrounge

Ghosts seem to wander around the town,

Meanwhile all the children are in their dressing gowns

a face like a porcelain doll,

yet so small.

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