Fall
is
in
the
air,
Cool
breezes
start
to
blow;
Mums
show
their
faces,
As
pumpkins
begin
to
glow.
Fall
is
in
the
air,
As
leaves
turn
yellow
and
red;
From
our
mom's
kitchen
Comes
the
scent
of
baking
bread.
Ghosts
and
goblins
will
soon
appear,
As
children
walk
with
flashlight;
In
candy
that
they
collect,
Children
take
great
delight.
Jack-o-lanterns
and
big
black
cats,
Will
scare
some
I
am
sure;
But
for
the
treats
they
receive,
Children
will
surely
endure.
Thanksgiving
is
soon
upon
us,
With
all
its
glorious
food;
Our
family
comes
to
share
it,
In
the
happiest
of
moods.
There
is
turkey
and
stuffing
galore,
And
salads
to
suit
each
taste;
And,
of
course
we
have
dessert,
None
will
go
to
waste.
But
the
most
special
part
of
the
day,
Is
when
we
give
our
thanks;
For
all
the
blessings
bestowed,
By
our
God
through
the
ranks.
Each
of
us
remembers
Days
of
bad
and
good;
And
we
know
our
Lord
is
with
us,
That
is
understood.
Yes,
Fall
is
in
the
air,
Seasons
of
joy
it
brings
about;
Fall
will
be
a
happy
time,
Of
this
there
is
no
doubt.
©
Sandra
S.
Oidtman
-
2008
