Poets Words

Reese Watson, Reporter

Red, orange, yellow.

These are the colors that signal,

The changing of the seasons.

From Summer to Fall.

From hot to cool.

The cool air fills my lungs 

As I inhale large breaths of

The earthy smelling air.

The chilly breeze skims between

The holes in my sweater,

Cooling me off just enough.

The perfect temperature.

And of course,

We can’t forget about Halloween.

The best night of October. 

Where you can dress up as anything

And nobody will look at you funny.

You collect candy in your pillow case

And sort it when you get home.

Or don’t, and eat it until you are sick. 


A season for giving, love, and sweaters.

Goodnight Summer, 

Good morning Fall.