Fall is the most beautiful time of the year
The October air is crisp and remarkably clear
Perfect for long walks on dirt country roads
Easing your mind from troublesome loads
Someone raked up a huge pile of leaves
Right in there front yard, what a big tease
I would gladly jump in if someone insists
Even an adult would find it hard to resist
I try to spend some time outside every single day
One windy night could blow all the leaves away
If I had my druthers I would fill my life with cheer
By making October be the twelve months in a year
Author Eileen Clark 2022
I'm an elderly lady with three grown children, two granddaughters, and five great grandchildren two cats. love coffee and chocolate.
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A beautiful share of colors and words.
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Good evening, thank you.
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Lovely poem.
We will be going into spring.
I will be able to plant a few vegetables.
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Thank you, good planting success.
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Beautiful post, Eileen! I would love October 12 months a year. October is my favorite time of the year. 💖
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lets do it! 🙂
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Yes! Okay with me!
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I agree – October is my favorite month too.
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🙂
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