To Autumn

For me, autumn is the season of nostalgia:
A time of birthdays and bonfires,
Of holidays and homecomings,
Of pine cones and small town parades,
Of raking leaves and roasting marshmallows,
Of trick or treat and trips to the pumpkin patch,
Of cardboard teepees and construction paper pilgrims,
Of cool mornings and warm colors.

I love the spring, when all starts anew,
But autumn is where all my memories gravitate.
It is my time to pause,
And look back
At all the little joys of the past
That make me who I am today.