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. Murra