Fall Fantasies

The smell of warm apple cider and cinnamon wafts by

Carried on the crisp wings of changing winds

Mighty branches succumb to the powers of the sun

Morphing the leaves into burnished bronze hues

Before there reluctant release

Pumpkins and scarecrows adorn many windows

Inviting ghouls and goblins to enter for treats

Short days make way for long nights

Fireplaces blazing with logs singing and crackling

Warming the noses and toes of friends and lovers

While they enjoy the taste and smell of warm apple cider

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