The Sound of Crows

Bare trees
Leafless
Crisp air, dry grass, chapped lips
Wardrobes changed out
Shorts for sweaters 
Broken plastic baby pool discarded on trash day

Dusk comes early
Couch throws
Warming hands with a cup of tea
Pumpkin-spiced everything

School books starting to wear
Can’t get the stain out of the uniform
Brown-bagged lunches on repeat

Pumpkins, spiderwebs, and tombstones appear
Dark images of ghosts, death
Goosebumps prickle

The sound of crows



**Created for Kidlit Fall Writing Frenzy