fall

Leave's changing, Crisp clean air.
The smell of bonfires, The warmth of hot cocoa.
These are some of my favorite thing's,
Color's changing, so vibrant and alive.
Hills are covered in fire, Cinnamon fill's the shops.
Everyone is bundling up, Everything is cozy and safe.
It's that time of year at last, Fall has arrived.
Long jog's down the trails, the leave's creating
a stained glass atmosphere as sunlight filter's through them.
everything is peaceful and quiet, everything feel's right.
Pumpkin's decorate porches,
Children laugh as they run through the leave's.
snuggling up in a warm fluffy blanket in front of a roaring fire,
Reading your favorite book.
This is what fall really is.