I miss summer. Okay? There I said it. It’s fall. All you horror writers must love it, between Halloween and all the death and destruction (dead leaves, carving up pumpkins, skeletons everywhere, etc) I have to wear lots of layers now, go out and start my car in the morning for a few minutes to warm it up. For those of you that don’t believe me, I DO live in the middle of nowhere where I have to wear blaze orange while outside for about 2 months, SO I DON’T GET SHOT 😉
Write a poem about “fall” That’s all.
Here’s a haiku I did about fall: