Halloween is coming, the pumpkins getting fat
Fireworks in the air, how I hate the sound of that
The smell of baking goodies, we’re cooking up a storm
Fragrance fills my nostrils, we eat up while they’re warm.
A scent of burning candles & pumpkin flesh to boot
Off we go trick or treating & then we munch our loot
Autumn in my nose & Winter on its way
Time is flying by, day upon day.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 