Early October Days Poem by Gayle Sweeney

In two days a full Hunter's moon
It was said will rise.
Some lovely Monarch butterflies -
Stragglers - floated by.
Outside my porch window the red sun
Dropped in the west.
A pink taffy light shined and
The land started to rest.
My gaura flowers outlasted
Morning frosty chills
With pretty petals like
Soft rose ballerinas' frills.
The gauras were a nice surprise gift
From a true friend
Though it got cold at night
The day blossoms still opened!
The moon is now milky white
Up high in the dark sky.
Twinkling stars might visit us
And from the world not hide.
Big orange pumpkins on doorsteps
Are wondrous delights.
Old costumes are rediscovered
For Halloween night.
Graveyards with stones
Are spooky about early evening.
At my door some little trick or treaters
Always ring.