A crisp air strikes me suddenly with haste,

Holds me still, allows me to gaze into space,

Fall takes away much of life’s beauty without a trace,

There is a sadness in losing everything,

And I wonder, how anyone could love such a season,

Does Mother Nature have a reason?

“Life must go on,” she says,

A gust of wind blows my way,

Shows me a world without seasons, without change,

As I continued to stroll down the old country lane,

The world ceased to exist,

For a moment, I pondered how I’d become lost,

A hint of beauty was in the midst,

The autumn leaves appeased my wandering soul,

Commencing a new chapter,

A reminder that our planet, a tree growing,

Knows all too well, change is inevitable,

For better or for worse,

Fall forges on regardless