There is beauty in death

Much to be found

Such as a carved pumpkin

Grinning and round

There is beauty in death

Everywhere in the trees

As oranges, reds, and yellows

Fall with the leaves

There is beauty in death

Look where you want

Ghosts, witches, and skeletons

Ready to haunt

There is beauty in death

And during October

We rejoice in the season

Many times over