Footnotes From the Library

Nancy Smith

October’s like a winter coat

You put on every year—

You never think about its worth

Until cold days appear.

Those hot summer days

Are just a memory,

And October’s like a friend

We’re happy to see.

Sit right back—put up your feet—

And listen to her call,

October’s gently touching you,

Welcome now to fall.

(Your library volunteers wish you a BOO-tiful October.)