I think of you often
Or I often think of you
Perhaps you do too
Its obvious at times
Like fall changing the colors of
Leaves,
Falling gently to the floor
Perhaps we all change as well
I wish you well
Or at least I wish i did well
Pumpkin
bright in color
As you blushed when I called you that
Pumpkin latte? Ehh never was a fan
Pumpkin spice because you’re sweet
As we carved our initials into the
Pumpkin!
I never really liked pumpkins
But I sure liked you.