Hey readers! Fall is upon us, and I am feeling it all over the place- trees turning ever so slowly or the wind providing a small chill. This week's poem isn't one I overthought; I merely let the feelings of the approaching season inspire me to write this. I hope everyone feels that this keeps your mind at ease, even if for a little while. Peace and love to everyone always!

The leaves were waiting

To shed from green to hues of

Gold, red, and orange

How long they've waited to

Feel like how the autumn remains

In the blue sky and the earth

It peels away the heat of summer

Like the quelling of a fire's embers

Making everyone remember

Fall and the colors it brings

Fall and the memories of things

In a quiet space, summer tries

So hard to make one last change and stay

It provides one last embrace

Like a 'good bye for now,' was put in place

The fruit of the warmth feels the last

Bit of the sun's true warmth

Yet, the fruit of autumn rejoices

Their time coming at last

The lakes and waters ripple

For they, too, know the season is different

They roil in routine but still they remember

How the summer kept them tepid in slow simmer

The scene changes in slow but pronounced haste

Awaiting to shoo off the heat like a chase

Fall, in her quick entrance, wisps away

Any trace of the green, shade, and warm breeze

Hastily, she invites the coziness of

Gold, red, orange, and the promise of cold

The earth prepares itself

As it hides away

Any trace of summer's stay

And then, Fall stayed

I look to the ground, my feet in boots

My hair let free to keep my neck warm

My eyes focus on the scene

For summer is now gone

Fall, the autumn, will not retreat

I smile in knowing

That more than the weather

This is the start of something new

Something better

I clutch my jacket tight

My head held high at the sight

"Summer is away, alright,

But here's to an autumn's tomorrow

Here, for the rest of these nights."