How Can It Be?

How can it be October?

The months are flying by,

But now’s the time for raking leaves

And eating pumpkin pie.

 

Get set to dig out sweaters

And squeeze toes in cozy socks.

The nights will come on earlier

For soon we’ll change the clocks.

 

The days of sitting on a bench

Are drawing to an end.

More hours in the house will be

Too many hours to spend.

 

With travel, theater, sports and such

Curtailed or put on hold,

This autumn will be different from

All others we’ve extolled.

 

Yet still, it is October

And the foliage awaits,

With better shades of orange

Than we’ll see at the debates.