DESCRIPTION
On a porch with autumn's glow,
A figure hangs in crimson flow.
Pumpkins grin with candlelight,
Flowers bloom in orange bright.
Upside down in festive cheer,
Halloween's magic draws us near.
Ropes of red and hay so brown,
In this scene, we wear a crown.
Autumn's touch on every face,
In this moment, time finds grace.
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