Falls Package Poem by Priya Patel

Tis the season
of fall and the beginning
of winters promises
The spicy hot chocolates
and freshly baked cookies
The bright orange pumpkins
and the perfect little packages
that free fall from the sky
and land gently on our hearts

Packages? What packages?

Ahhh, the bright crimson
and gold leaves
gifts from the trees
They wave bye to the branches as
they swagger and sway
twisting and turning
until they grace our lawns
with their colorful ambiance
How I love these fall
packages that allow me to
once again be a kid
and frolic in the leaves of fall