October (a poem)

I dream of hayrides and silos and drinking cider in flannels
Pumpkins and spice are a welcomed surprise
And when we walk hand-in-hand
With the leaves crunching beneath us
I'm glad to have someone who understands
The magic in the moment during the best season
A world without Octobers would be a world not worth living
Winter has Christmas; summer breezes, and spring new beginnings
But the love of autumn is unmatched
Who can deny the nostalgia of unpacking sweaters and beanie hats?
Anne of Green Gables and Jack Skellington
Empathize with my penchant for this season
The colours, the flavours, and the undeniable scent
Are just some of the reasons why
October is Heaven sent.