Fall is For

I wrote this little poem for the season I love most:

Falling leaves frolic in the frigid fall air

Make a blanket of colors for the earth's lair.

Fall is for laughing. Fall is for romance.

Drinking hot chocolate at the tri-ward dance.

I like fall because it is nice

I like fall because there's no ice (on the ground, yet)

Fall is for freaky midterms and papers and tests,

Fall is for getting sick, and not doing your best.

Frightening friendly friends to find your fears,

fraternize with your secrets and leave you in tears.

Funny costumes and party's almost every day.

Look out! Weird people come out! Get in your way.

Please do not be weird when this Fall flutters by,

Please do not hate this time that can fly.

Find where you fit: love betwixt hate

love the air, the season, the scary things hate.

Don't go in the dark, there's someone waiting there

Don't play with bats, they get caught in your hair.

Blood is thick and red and scary

witches are old and ugly and hairy.

Fall is the funny time of year

Ghosts talk to people, do you hear?

That is why I like Fall the most

It's fun, it's freaky, it is scary like burnt toast.

Embrace it and laugh and love and still

Be ready for frights and winter's chill.

The End.