it is fall

I stepped out of my humble abode this late November morning and the cold breeze quickly bit at my face and I couldn't help but smile. Fall is upon us. The scent of dampened earth fills the air. The grass blades shimmer with the morning dew. The trees burn with such vibrant colors. Yellows, oranges, and reds keep me warm on this cold late autumn day. As I travel the steps of my waking life I'm showered with a confetti of golden leaves that gently caress my face, tap my shoulders, and come to rest at my feet. Maple leaves carried by the chilling breeze dance alongside me, hurrying me along to my final destination. Along the way I see friends with heads bowed high, bright empty eyes, and cold vibrant smiles. Oblivious to the beauty that surrounds them. It is not an ending my friend, but a means to a new beginning. It is Fall, it is autumn, it is beautiful.