My October Visit

From Reflections Vol. 1

The wind blows and I watch
the leaves fall to the ground.
Down the path! Beneath their feet
makes a crackling sound.

Then rings the bell; ring-a-ling,
anxiously I answer in awe.
Now they’ve got plenty and
from the road I hear a call.

Pitter-Pat! Their feet do bounce –
Away they go in the night.
Ghost and goblins flee my house
what a bewildering sight.



Copyright © 1998
Written:  9/26/1996