Fall

Dry fluttering colours till
The senses with crisp and chill
Memories arise clear and filled
With family drives and apple pies and misty river mills

Fall the weather
   Fall the leaf
      Fall the stumble
         Fall the teeth

Forest carpet, orange and red
Cleanses the mind of useless dread
Rustling music fills my head
Sharpens thoughts, like energy shots; the dregs of sadness shed

Fall the weather
   Fall the leaf
      Fall the stumble
         Fall the grief