It’s almost October,
The most glorious time of the year,
Or the most frightful,
When sun lotion gives way to autumn spice,
And lady lunar flaunts her totality,
The mercury descends,
As the sky attains a new palette,
The trees follow suit and shiver,
Quaking as the spectres begin to rise,
Coalescing in their nightly revels,
To us freaks it is a clarion call,
A call to arms,
When witches and bloodsuckers suit up,
The wisps prance through the pines,
And this Harlequin paints his grin anew,
For finally Samhain is upon us.
WorldofHarley 
I am glad you enjoy this season with such warmth 🎃🎃🎃🎃🎃
Love your lines — all of them. Of particular note, however:
“When sun lotion gives way to autumn spice,
And lady lunar flaunts her totality,”
-delicous imagery!! Well done. 🍂
Despite the cold, I love the season. Not to mention Halloween!!
Thank you so much!
The Oldschool Harlequin
I know that this is your favorite time! Enjoy pumpkin 🎃 😘 💕