Pumpkins, pumpkins everywhere,
Summer's last flowers in my hair.
Soon the sun will hide its face,
And soon the cold of winter will take its place.
But not yet, not until I have seen,
Every tree swept bear, every branch clean.
So get out the rake and rake the yard,
And maybe to a loved one send a greeting card.
If you need cheer just grab a book,
And snuggle with some cocoa in your reading nook.
Then plunge into early winter well prepared,
And of the deep snow storms don't be scared.
I wrote this poem, please do not copy.