Ghosts and goblins, pumpkin heads, witches riding brooms–
Telling scary stories in dimly lighted rooms–
Sitting ‘round the campfire, hot-dog-roasting fumes–
	These are autumn moments . . . 
		vividly in bloom.

Leaves raked high from autumn trees, fiery golds and reds–
Jumping deeply in the pile, covering our heads–
Darker mornings, shorter days, quicker “off-to-beds”–
	These precious autumn moments
		gently ‘round us tread.

Apple cider, hot or cold; homemade pumpkin pie–
Autumn scents through window screens; harvest time is nigh–
Fodder shocks and hayrides; scarecrows standing high–
	These are autumn moments–
		never let them die.

Donna Arthur Downs is a writer who believes that writing about real life illuminates emotions often forgotten or hidden in the recesses of our minds. Each phase of life teaches lessons, and as we age, we can learn from the narratives of others. Her goal is to touch hearts and inspire people to tell their stories so generations to come will understand the value of relationship and seek to create memories worth sharing. 

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