Summer is going fast, 
As the nights grow colder. 

Summer came and went, 
And took with it that feeling. 

Fall brings sorrow, 
It reminds you that time doesn't stop. 

Every day

At a 3

I would walk home

Taking the same path

In fall I would admire

The trees and colors

One evening I saw a tree

With one little leaf

It was bright red

Standing out against

Each time a leaf falls

Another heart shatters

Each time the wind blows

Another break up

But each time a pumpkin is carved

A date is planned

Each time a cider donut is devoured

Another kiss

We have hawk eyes 

watching 

for the moment when the hills 

can decidedly be called red 

instead of green. 

We have hawk eyes 

watching 

Summer is gone

As the leaves now fall

In shades of lively oranges and bits of red

Hello my old friend.

Where now I can bask in your warm embrace

Of your season's range

And a new wardrobe change.

She sat on the steps, enjoying the brisk autumn air. It was the day before Halloween and the smell of cinnamon hung in the air. She knew she’d have to go in soon, but for now life was perfect.

Standing in the streets, 
The darkness of the city lights 
Washes over you. 

The joy of the summer fades, 
The sorrow of the fall is a current feeling. 

Hand in hand we walked down the path, littered with colorful leaves. A gust of wind swirled the leaves around us. Encompassing us in our own little world. I looked up, the trees bent over us with shades of red, orange and yellow.

Death reaches his hands

Shrivels leaves

Rips them up

Soon the ghosts and ghouls will scream

They've waited all year for Halloween

 But this death is not a scary thought

In fact it's comforting

She looked out at the world

From her tower

Hidden away from the

Place she was told

Was once her home

Her hair was long

Auburn

Shiny

Out the window she saw

Mountains covered in color

as I sit here-
deep in the forest, bathed in shadow,

watching the leaves fall,
tell me, why does the earth end in such a pretty display

I holler to the trees,
they answer with a rustle

I’ve always loved the autumn

Costumes and candy on halloween 

Turkey and family on thanksgiving 

Bright colors and cute clothes

The season gave me joy, 

But as i grew up it gave peace