Julie A Smith
Salted Caramel Mocha at Starbucks.
Gorgeous hues of reds and golds of the fall leaves.
A crispness in the air.
Fall fashion boots.
The presidential election.
Halloween is almost here
and Thanksgiving is looming on the horizon.
Daylight savings time.
Cocoa and hot cider.
Jumping in leave piles.
Time to put away swimsuits and flip-flops.
Winter will come
With icy roads and sidewalks
Snow and bone cold.
But for now
I think of Fall
And that makes me
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