The autumn leaves fall, with pumpkins sitting on the porch, I grab my rusted orange coat, excited to go to the maze. The cream yellow corn stalks, blowing in the breeze, not being able to see above the corn maze. Not knowing what’s around the corner. The pumpkin latte when you escape. Cold breeze on your face. The leaves falling on your car window. Cuddles under a orange blanket with a good book. The horror movies under the fire. Children dressed in costumes collecting candy for the night. Carving pumpkins with a knife. Pumpkin pie.

AUTUMN