Leaves are spilling off the trees
As if taking all your memories to be raked away
And stored in your brain forever
You step out of your house
All around you see shades of orange and yellow
The scent of fresh air fills your nose
You take a walk down your driveway
Walking like there’s something more
Than just the cement and leaves beneath your feet
You strut down the street a little further
Hear the rustling of leaves in the wind
The cold breeze brushes against your face
Like it’s fragile enough to shatter
Piles of leaves in everyone’s yard,
Like big splotches of the season








A sudden darkness captures the clouds
From it’s pale white, to a silver gray
Just as though dusk was approaching
The rain splatters onto your hair
You’re dashing home
Realizing how much true beauty the season of fall has.