There is summer and winter,

Two seasons we know and love.

But it cant be just those, there must be and in-between.

It could be a land of color,

red ,brown, yellow, and orange.

A time to wear red scarves and drink hot cocoa in the comfort of a warm home.

To carve pumpkins, dress up and collect little treats,

A place to stand outside and get a leaf shower,

And to rake up those leaves and jump into a colorful, crunchy, mountain of former tree hair.

A time that we will soon become as familiar with as we are with summer and winter,

A time called fall.