October

October, queen of the Autumn ball,

Strolls into the hall.

She wears robes of every hue

Scarlet maple, yellow aspen, and purple aster.

She dines at her Majesty’s table

Sipping spicy hot cider

Indulging in Panera’s squash soup

And sampling spicy pumpkin pie.

Sated, she rises and,

Followed by a train of admirers

Exits stage left

To avoid the chill of

November’s drab entrance.

Wilma Gundy