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I Like Fall

By Aileen Fisher

I like fall:
it always smells smoky,
chimneys wake early,
the sun is poky;

Folks go past
in a hustle and bustle,
and when I scuff
in the leaves, they rustle.

I like fall:
all the hills are hazy,
and after a frost
the puddles look glazy;

And nuts rattle down
where nobody’s living,
and pretty soon…
it will be THANKSGIVING.

November 24, 2013 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment