The amber leaves dance in the breeze,
As October whispers through the trees,
A golden hue spreads far and wide,
Embracing earth with gentle pride.

The harvest moon in twilight’s glow,
Casts shadows on the fields below,
The nights grow cool, the stars shine bright,
October sings her song tonight.

In pumpkin patches, children play,
Amidst the scarecrows’ watchful gaze,
Bonfires crackle, stories told,
In October’s warmth, we find our hold.

The air is crisp, the skies are clear,
October’s magic drawing near,
With every breath, the season’s cheer,
A time of joy, a time so dear.