Fall is letting earth reveal its death
Cold air whipping and taking away your breath
(Like a good love who’d never leave,
or a good book you’ll always read)
 
Colors in intricate designs kiss the ground
Crunching beneath your feet
You thought you’d never be found
But the earth is wrapping you in a sheet-
of comfort and reminiscence 
autumn is as clean as a childs innocence
 
If you had a daughter, you’d name her this
Because Autumn is a dear friend of bliss

-SaintNHB