Weaving gossamer

Your work glistens in the sun

Shines with dewdrop pearls

Carolina blue

A color like no other

Unparalled sky

Sitting in the field

Luscious pops of bright orange

Pumpkins on the vine

Fall is really here

Nutty smell is in the air

Leaves carpet the ground

Disgusting winged rats

Leaving behind trails of crap

‘Lil urban vultures

Stands so gracefully

Green canopy trailing down

Whispers in the wind

Marching to and fro

They collect gifts for the queen

Serving faithfully