Soon baseball will be done

 Soon baseball will be done

No more leaves on trees

Grassy frost left unattended till spring

A bridge may collapse under the weight

Of snowdrifts, whisky, and vapes

Soon someone will ruin his family

Self-destruct helplessly 

The wind will tear down a house

As we rake leaves into brown bags 

The salt that will go on the sidewalk and stoop

A shovels will remove what's in the way

To slip on another season of icy rinks

Soon as the world series is over

Dreamy fields of endless games end

Remain of land grabbing gridirons

The game in the Autumn of America  

Oct. 24, 2024