October is my favorite month,
Florida's weather has cooled somewhat;
The cottonwoods and sycamores are turning gold.
The pines, the firs, and the oaks are not.
There are pumpkins in patches everywhere.
They are used for Fall decorations,
Pastries, or carved into jack-o-lanterns
In keeping with customs and traditions.
Halloween costumes of witches and goblins
I look with disgust and disdain;
But the children who come to the door for treats
Must not come in vain.
So give them some healthy treats
Just as you want them to do unto you.
Include with their raisins, apples, and nuts
A Christian tract or two.
October is my favorite month
I look for pomegranates in the store,
A host of Fall goodies welcomes me--
Indian corn, persimmons, and tangerines galore.
I was born October the seventeenth
No need to mention the year of our Lord;
The people were happy; the land was a plenty
For God had blessed according to His Word.
Yes, October is my favorite month
The air is crisp, (please hand me a sweater),
The scenery is glorious, the harvest is past
I want October to last forever and ever.
Copyrighted © Lydia Haga 2004
