Wednesday, October 18, 2006

SIT, SIP, SIGH...

The smell of cold in the air, leaves of yellow, orange, red so fair.
Searing coffee on a brisk, cool night, where a warm fire is my delight.

Pumpkin patches, scarecrows too...a piece of pie waits just for you.
"Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat."
These sweet words soon fill the night, with candy and treats of every kind.

Fall...the season of warmth and glow, enjoy every moment...too soon it will go!




1 comment:

hot potato said...

You are good with words, just like your brother!