October Poem by Justin Reamer

the tenth month of the year,
but is supposed to be the eighth,
for reasons I have already explained,
but 'tis late fall,
and the rain comes,
and everything is cool,
and the leaves have changed colour already,
and 'tis the month of everything spooky,
with Halloween,
which is supposed to show the dark forces,
but shows instead trick-or-treating,
but known as All Hallow's Eve,
for the holy days are to come next,
and 'tis the month of my birthday,
which is special to me.