A Fall Carol

Leaves are a falling
Colors now changing
The earth is sleeping
As squirrles run and play

The sweet smell of spices
Morning frost ices
While full moon intices
As the geese fly away

Pies and hot chocolate
Warm scarf and swift gait
Silver mists of summers fate
For the sun's dying rays.

The Harvest moon brightens
Fields by bonfires lighten
No crows left to frighten
The scarecrows down lay

Summer fruit brings
The blooms in the spring
Winter white but best of all
I love autumnal fall.