Fall

Crisp air fills my nostril
making my nose burn.
Everywhere leaves are blowing
everywhere I turn.

Signs of fall is in sight.
The gods must be looking down
whispering sounds of the wind
Blowing my hair and making my
head spin.

The fall is the season when you
cuddle up with the one you love
looking up to the sky and the heaven above.

Making wishes when you see a shooting star
of hopes and dreams of life and new beginnings
and hoping that your life will have an happy
ending..