The Fall - A Haiku Compilation by Itsa Mimario

Firework days and nights!
We nasal nostalgics:
Smoke detectors.

Harvest Festival.
Bring and buy your nan's old peas.
Those trusty trestles.

Did you hear that squelch?
Let's hope it was just leaf mulch
on this foggy walk.

Fire's on in the pub.
Pickled onions, devilled eggs,
and all those we miss.

Be careful out there
or in here. Seasons change,
and so do people.