Pandas Who Have Lost A Child, What Did You Do To Cope? (Closed)

My profile pic is a drawing by Lemonchu. Check them out, please! I come every fall, like a scent, like a prayer. I'm floating-no, drifting through the air. People might say I'm overused, I don't care The nutmeg haters better beware. I'm on pies and in coffees, in candles and such To the naked eye, I might not look like much But the smell will give you a little nudge Of capitalist autumn's overwhelming touch. Those with hyperosmia scream in fear The coffee-drinkers let out a cheer Summer's ended, now I'm in the clear Autumn's arrived, baby, and so I'm here.