IT'S FALL, THAT'S ALL

Chatty says my poems are great,
So I'm telling myself why hesitate.

Write up a storm, 'bout wind or rain,
Rhyme anything at all, don't strain the brain.

Cold weather has left, for a few days now,
Warm air is blowing, the leave around.

It's a colorful sight, season's ushering in fall,
The men are happy, they've got their football.

And hockey has started up again,
We've a huge hockey town, ya know my friend.

Halloween's gonna be here, 'fore anyone knows,
And frost 'll cover land, where corn doth grow.

So enjoy yourself, each and everyday,
Laugh and be carefree, let troubles melt away.