Camping season is winding down
now we have holidays and the New Year’s Eve countdown
When the leaves begin to change
and your wardrobe again needs rearrange
When critters begin to invade your home
and hot drinks are served with flavored foam
When morning walks are filled with dark
and curfew time is the suns last spark
When the weather forces you to your den
That’s when you know it’s that time of year again
L.L. Sioux Falls
clever poem
oh i love this poem and this time of the year .