At Last It’s Fall
By By Eileen Spinelli

We slip our wooly sweaters on
and chase the leaves across the lawn.
We flap our arms, pretend to fly
like wild geese in dappled sky.
We share an apple – golden, sweet.
Then dance a scarecrow down the street.
We toss a football, run and catch.
We zig-zag through a pumpkin patch.
We leap in weeds grown dry and tall –
two friends out celebrating fall.

Eileen Spinelli is a well-known children's author and poet. Her latest book is When Christmas Came (Ideals Publications, 2006). Be sure to check out her website at www.eileenspinelli.com