Fall, A Time of Whimsy
Fall is a time when the change from warm to cold takes place,
nnnnWhen leaves being to fall to the ground, trees stand tall arms extended.
nnnnThey are bare for all to see every scar, every blemish,
nnnnYet they stand arms out reaching the sky.
nnnnFall, a time of whimsy.
nnnnnnnnFall is not yet the bitter cold of winter,
nnnnYet it is not the warms of summer.
nnnnIt is a time when wind rustles the leaves,
nnnnYet streets may be quiet and serene.
nnnnFall, a time of whimsy.
nnnnnnnnFall is a time when we face perhaps,
nnnnWhen we face the cold within,
nnnnWhen we must seek warmth from the crackling fire,
nnnnFrom a brick fireplace.
nnnnIt is a time when we might reminisce,
nnnnAnd plan for the Yultide season.
nnnnFall, a time of whimsy.
n