Junior Contributors: Autumn Poem

By Eliana Jones

The glow of ruddy, red-golden apples, juices dripping like honey off a honeycomb.

The air is spicy, smelling of cinnamon and burning leaves.

A blur of red, yellow and orange.

Children chattering as their boots crunch through the crackling leaves.

Squirrels squeaking happily as nuts fall from trees bursting with color.  

Pumpkins with happy faces surrounding houses.  

Ghostly spider webs hanging from trees in yards.

The snip of scissors, sticky fingers fighting over felted masks.   

Warm smells coming from houses…pumpkin bread and spicy hot chocolate.

The leaves are falling, falling, falling. 

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