Autumn With Cousin It Poem by Marilyn Lott

Cousin It has turned the corner
As autumn has come our way
Large and beautiful leaves
Are simply more than I can say.

I admire him so very much
As a child I would love him so
For you could make a playhouse
Inside as a child would know.

Or have the children changed now
Cousin It would not be fun
There is no remote to press
A few snips and it would be done.

I would take my doll things inside
A little chair in which to sit
I would use so much imagination
If, as a kid, I had Cousin IT!