A Portender Of What Is Yet To Come

I have a large silent pumpkin

I see each autumn daily.

A Jack~O~Lantern

With a jaunty smirk

Upon its solemn

Handsome face.

It remains quietly

Inconspicuously

In its allotted space

Throughout the season

A simple warning

Of what is yet to come.

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