The sun is rising
While the moon is setting.
It’s cold bringing everyone to a chill,
My bones are brittle
Feeling like they are going to break.
Trees sway in the white wind
Losing parts of them.
Woodchips lay there
Hard and cold
Surrounding the square like bushes.
Softball fence
FREEEEEEZZZZZZIIIINNNNNGGGGG like ice
It won’t make your fingers feel nice.
The light brown building blocking out the cold air.
Many houses placed across the street
Yards filled with branches and leaves.
It’s now time for hats and gloves
Coats and scarves
BUNDLE UP, BUNDLE UP.
It’s now time for the season
That will bring families together at Thanksgiving,
Time to make hot cocoa,
Time to lay by the fireplace,
It’s now time for fall.
Fall.