Fall Leaves

It is that time when
Leaves are fallin’
And old man winter’s
Voice starts callin’

Here in October
Things move slower
Except around
Those big leaf blowers

There’s cookies splashed with
Orangish icing
And everything has
Pumpkin spicing

Having passed
The equinox
’Twill soon be time
To turn back clocks

There’s ghosts and goblins
In the streets
Who come requesting
Tricks or treats

This time of year
Would have perfection
Except for just this
One objection

I guess it may seem
Treasonous
To bring it up
And make a fuss

But I confess
The truth is I’m
Not ready yet
For Christmas time