Self-sufficient
Self-reliant
Hidden behind a garden gate
Under a dome of leaves in shades
Of green, orange, red, and yellow
Cozy, secreted from view
A hideaway for the denizens
That still dances around
Under a harvest moon
Opals shine with their own fire
Cosmos proudly line walkways
As those marked
Scorpio or Libra
Thread their way about
Knocking on doors
With pink tourmaline
Door handles
Sparkling under the light
The houses beckoning with
Their windowsills lined
With potted marigolds
In their pert colors
Bowls of candy set at every door
Prepared for the trick-or-treaters
Who come out in masses
Just one night a year
Yards decorated with a witch’s eye
Cauldrons
Skeletons
Evil trolls
Each highlighted with their
Own set of flashing lights
Drawing delighted eyes
Large with wonder
The smell of apple cider
And pumpkin spice
Waft through the air
Drawing everyone out
At the center you’ll find
A gathering
Of sweater-clad folk
Ordering their hot cocoa
From a wooden kiosk
Dragon
Vampire
Pretty Pink Princess
Costumes galore
Flood the nightly galas
Black cats crossing paths
Scarecrows guarding
Haunted corn mazes
Jack-o’-lanterns, arms waving
Beckon entry,
Into the season’s carnival
Apple bobbing
Cakewalks
Dunking booths
Come one, come all
All are invited to join the fun
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