The Fall approaches,
Stepping cautiously through green –
Yellow leaves brown – light.
The red leaves creep out, just beyond the late summer barriers we erect with stubborn denial. Getting closer and closer, till we can not ignore them, scarlet flashing warnings of the coming chill step ever closer. The Fall breaks out and leaps the fence of of our last breath of lingering warm summer sunlight. We catch at the red & yellow leaves trying to create a book of harvested passions and hopeful dreams of another spring- they grow dry and brittle as frost.