Fall

I see the leaves of whimpering trees fall into despair. I hear the ruffling of the leaves gliding like paper through the air. I love the smell of the vigerous fires hovering our city. The leaves are like falling stars, I think that their so pretty i take a breath, and blow it out, the summer breeze is gone. I contain myself, and feel the wind as it moves along. I love the way that fall feels, my spirit just surrounds me. The laughter from the distance, and the people all around me The whistle in the air sounds Like trains from a distant place. The little children laughing with out a care on their face. Well fall is here and summers gone stabs you like a splinter. Take it in and love the breath of warm air, cause soon it will be winter.