halloween decor
The air is crisp again,
My nose turns red in the cold,
And I pass the same Halloween decor
I’ve seen for years.
Some things stay the same,
But I am different.
Though I breathed this air,
Wiped my cold nose,
And smiled at the glowing houses
This exact time last year,
I no longer carry the heaviness
That used to follow me into the fall.
JKL
