Fall leaves changing,
Drifting one by one down the tall tree.

Yellow as a sunflower,
Red as a tomato,
Brown as a tree branch,
The leaves covering the fresh green grass.

The aroma of pumpkin spice
fills the air of a spooky halloween night.

The rumble of the crowd bleeding purple and gold
as the Sages dance into the victory zone.

The crisp whisk sweeps your hair
across your face,
leaving the sweet, slight smell of maple,
wafting around you.

The ember trickling away,
while your marshmallow is golden brown.
Your body chills with the sweet taste of hot cocoa.

As you gather around the burning flames,
in your IESA state sweatshirt,
and your fluffy UGG boots,
you watch the stars splatter in the moonlit sky.

You run outside,
in the chilly cold night.
Finding a spot,
where your friends will never seek.

The bumpy haystack ride,
takes you to a graveyard.
BOO!!!!
Gathering around the long, chic table,
a golden brown turkey in the middle.
Chanting your prayers,
Loud and proud.
Thankful for everything you have,
and every person who made an indention
in your heart.

Snowflakes swirl from within
a brisk breeze.
Branches bare with icy coats.