I know it’s not fall yet, but it’s almost Fall.
There are oranges and blacks in each and every store.
I feel chilliness at the dusk and the dawn.
I see the Black-eyed Susan and I smell the spices in the air
The Crape Myrtles are in full bloom after the heat of the Summer.
I see the pumpkins ready both big and small,
Also all the spiders are ready to crawl.
Though I always love Winter over Fall,
Fall is the best season of the year overall.