Cool crisp nights
Cuddled up by the fire;
Pumpkin spiced delights
And cozy sweater attire;
Gem colored leaves
That sail through the air;
Ghost stories weaved
To frighten and scare;
Friends and family dine
Together to give thanks;
Though it requires wine
I'm not alone among the ranks.
(c) SA MacNeil
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