I’m 16.
That means I have 2 more falls till I leave home,
2 more Saturdays spent raking autumn leaves,
2 more Halloween parties,
2 more homecomings,
2 more visits to the pumpkin patch,
2 more years before I leave it all behind.
I used to love fall because of the crunch of the leaves beneath my feet
And the smell of my grandma's Thanksgiving desserts.
But now fall just reminds me that I’m running out of time,
That I’m growing up too fast,
That my life right now will just be a memory.
Posted in response to the challenge Fall: Writing.
Comments
This is really perfectly relatable, you've written it in a beautifully simple and matter of fact way, so that it somehow still feels nostalgic. I'm a senior this year so the counting down time really hit home :) Those small moments you've written down are so perfectly important. Beautiful job :)
That hit hard. I totally remember feeling a similar thing when I was your age. I wont lie and say that despite the changes in my life fall has stayed the same, but even when you are on your own, you can still make space to participate in your childhood rituals. Maybe writing poems about them is one of those ways :)
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