October

I like the way the trees look down kindly at me

I like how the word October looks

I like the Halloween feels

I spy with my little eyes

stains of orange, yellow and red

I like the chills and thrills of Hallows Eve

Wish that I could be as scary as lions and tigers and bears

Everyday, all year

let me dress how I feel

a monster, a witch, a ghost

ugly, freakish, and weird