On Autumn's Watch

As Autumn slowly touches Summer leaves

And children gather books then head to school,

The days grow short and we begin to dream

Of Halloween that calls for ghost and ghoul.

The harvest moon rides high and lights the way

To frosty nights with pumpkins on the sill;

To lit fireplace and family safe at home

With apple cider’s warmth against the chill.

© 2010  Pam H. Murray