fall.
Slip, flutter, plummet, tumble, dive.
Whichever.
Let leaves leave.
I choose adapt. I choose cope. I choose thanks. Because a starting over is still a starting.
Bring wind. Bring calm. Bring change. Replace past with present. (But let me miss the past a little while too.)
And then Autumn:
rise.
What? I have a new blog? Because they are making me for school, even though I just deleted my old one?
ReplyDeleteFall... new beginnings...
Fall rules.
You poetic cuss, you.
ReplyDeleteWell that was beautiful. Moving. Now I'm looking forward to the Great Fall! And Rise… there's always a rise.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Lovely addition to this season.
ReplyDeleteI love this time of year. Coming soon, my favorite month of the year, October.
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand, all too soon I will be raking leaves. Lots and lots of leaves.