Fall Memories

New England old
My home I explore
Fall is coming
With colors more

A chill has started
The wind blowing
And the sun bright
Warmth still coming

Soon with the leaves
In piles on the ground
Jumping together
As we scream aloud

Next come ghouls
Goblins and ghosts
Making costumes
To scare the most

After tricks and treats
With our families we gather
A day of Thanksgiving
Big dinners and laughter

Traditions are simple
And have changed with time
Forever I’ll keep
Fall memories of mine